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The Urbane - In the Air Lyrics



The Urbane - In the Air Lyrics




I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin

Suicidal thoughts
Gasping up for air
God told me imma make it
So my path is clear
Battling right and wrong
But have always been sincere
All them nights all alone
You ain't seen a nigguh sweat
They want what you got
But don't want to work for it
Man goes out and get it
A boy makes excuses
Lately, I've been childish
But imma bounce back
That's fact, love peace a movement
And nigguh that's that
Why so much hate in the world
Need to find love
Haters wanna talk
But don't really got words
See I'm about the action, baby
Yeah I'm talking verbs
See there was them nights
Where I was all scared
Pain in my heart
Negative in my account
Nothing worse than being broke living with self-doubt
I love rap music so much, but this shit is all clout
Half these nigguhs so fake, other half is sold out

I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin

In a room filled with people, but yet I feel alone
Cold sweats, cold sweats them nights off the tron
Life of the party, said my nigguh I was on
Shout out to them thirsty bitches hitting up my phone
Say they love you when up, and gone when u down
Hip-Hop, see I'd love to get the crown
Kids them drugs get you 6 feet in the ground
R.I.P lil peep, pimp c the king of the south
I remember Wayne was a God
Now he battling all them seizures
In high school that dirty sprite
Used to be my leisure
Listening to the rappers, like they was my preachers
False prophets, but their lyrics was my holy scriptures
God forgive them, for they know not what they do
God forgive me, devil played me for a fool
Music is my life, but a Nigguh back in school
Shout out to my fans, this shit all for you

I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin
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I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin

Suicidal thoughts
Gasping up for air
God told me imma make it
So my path is clear
Battling right and wrong
But have always been sincere
All them nights all alone
You ain't seen a nigguh sweat
They want what you got
But don't want to work for it
Man goes out and get it
A boy makes excuses
Lately, I've been childish
But imma bounce back
That's fact, love peace a movement
And nigguh that's that
Why so much hate in the world
Need to find love
Haters wanna talk
But don't really got words
See I'm about the action, baby
Yeah I'm talking verbs
See there was them nights
Where I was all scared
Pain in my heart
Negative in my account
Nothing worse than being broke living with self-doubt
I love rap music so much, but this shit is all clout
Half these nigguhs so fake, other half is sold out

I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin

In a room filled with people, but yet I feel alone
Cold sweats, cold sweats them nights off the tron
Life of the party, said my nigguh I was on
Shout out to them thirsty bitches hitting up my phone
Say they love you when up, and gone when u down
Hip-Hop, see I'd love to get the crown
Kids them drugs get you 6 feet in the ground
R.I.P lil peep, pimp c the king of the south
I remember Wayne was a God
Now he battling all them seizures
In high school that dirty sprite
Used to be my leisure
Listening to the rappers, like they was my preachers
False prophets, but their lyrics was my holy scriptures
God forgive them, for they know not what they do
God forgive me, devil played me for a fool
Music is my life, but a Nigguh back in school
Shout out to my fans, this shit all for you

I could feel your heart
Hanging in the air
I'm counting every step
As you climb the steers
Its buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most when we're wearing thin
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Writer: BACH, HECK, KOETHE, WEINDORF, Gerd Koethe, Hermann Weindorf, Johann Bach, Roland Heck
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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