Feel It in the Air D-Block

[Chorus]
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
I can hear it in your voice
I can feel it in the air

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Sort of like the wind blowing
Man get shot in the head, that's the end for him
Like Ghostface on the purple tapes
Everybody working late, trying to make the percolate
Like the kite on a breezy day
Did things the fast way to live life the easy way
But it don't sound right to me
So I gotta pray to God that he showed the light to me
That the cops going come soon
Real hot outside, somebody gonna pop soon
Somebody get locked up
Trying to get rich so them bricks getting chopped up
Like Segal in the cell, nigga
He can feel the evil right now, he up in hell, nigga
You saying go hard or go home
Shit, you the ghost, staying floating in ya own zone

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Either you a felon or you dead or you telling
Or running behind a nappy headed bitch who be telling
I don't want to relax with the stars
I just want the finances to match with the bars
The drought is coming
The bullets went through his back and out his stomach
The world keeps turning, B
One in the box and one in the infirmary
They going always need cheebah
But dust juice is biting, I need me a three-liter
More money for me
Then I can really turn it up on them with 20's a C
Hating in the worst way
Shorties coming home, violating on they first day
Lighting the purple, tighten your circle
'Cause when the hating coming from home base, tt hurt you