I Can Feel It

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh, Lord

And I've been waiting for this moment

All of my life

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord

I got my big block still

And it come and touch me wicked man

And that's for real

My mama stressing, you on the wrong course

But I've been chiefing and thieving

Man, fuck the task force

My secret source told me I'd be raided

Even though there's deputy cars, I'm gon' play it

I packed up, I left behind my Nubian

Fuck them hoes, I got money and Peruvian

See we got' juice and Cubans

We got Atlanta, Miami, and even Houston

And don't be shipping, it's mine or death

You fuck with me, I make four mile tracks

Got caught in a deal, I got a half million dollars

(Why's that?)

Because I live in Decatur, drive an Impala

Several homes that been knocked off

But if it jumps off, I'm gonna die with the sawed-off

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh, Lord

And I've been waiting for this moment

For all of my life

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord

See I can feel a gun battle with the popo

Or getting caught in the road with a kilo

I can feel the whole city and the mayor

Giving me life or the chair

It ain't fait, but life's a fucking dicking

I get a nut from robbing the licking

I can feel the FBI tryna frame me

Or the Ku Klux Klan tryna hang me

I can feel my whole hood against me

I can feel the laws apprehend me

Got me scared to answer my own door

Got me scared to sell my own blow

See I can feel my girl go and stay

I can feel them robbing me from my weight

I can feel the shocks from the chair

And I can feel it in the air

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh, Lord

And I've been waiting for this moment

For all of my life

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord

Now everybody wanna kill the fall guy

Shoot my chest out and watch my last cry

See, several of my boys, they felt the same way

And either they got 'em the same or the next day

Many people can't feel what I'm talking about

Either they just don't know till I'm taken out

I'm looking out and ready for casualties

Ain't got nothing to live for, fuck royalties

I often find myself peeking out curtains

I know they coming for me and that's for certain

But if they come, I swear I'm gon' kill some

Straight mowing these crackers like Africans

It's hard to believe I got a whole hood locked down

But I still feel I'm gon' get shot down

But I know life ain't fair

I'm ready to war anytime, anywhere

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh, Lord

And I've been waiting for this moment

For all of my life

Oh, Lord

I can feel it coming in the air tonight

Oh, Lord

And I've been waiting for this moment

For all of my life

Oh, Lord

Oh, Lord