Air (Kode 9 Remix)

[Intro] Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... [Verse 1: DOOM] The beat is sicker than the blood in your stool The way it repeats can trick ya like a stuttering fool Uttering butter king jewels His mudda been cool Schooled her how to wash away the crud in the drool pool Made his chrome dome glisten At first he couldn't tell she had a chromosome missin' Kept a spare somewhere In these underwear, he swear It helped her get the gum out her hair Thеy need to get they thumb out they rеars And show some skills the one time they come out in years Instead of dumbin' out in fears of they own shadow In a game that swell 'em up to dead 'em like cattle Take your rattle and skedaddle Before you get a whippin' with the pen and pad paddle Ghouls, got 'em modeling gear He came with more rhymes than molecules in air [Verse 2: DOOM] The track was like a thorn in his back As for the rhymes, I'll give y'all fair warnin', it's crack Whoever start to smokin', come back Quit or catch a heart attack up in some bum shack Sharper than a thumb tack His body was a temple made of chemicals to the dimple To him, still, it wasn't so simple Kept his right and left hand beefin' One knockin' teeth in, the other one chiefin' But first, this song'll make you wanna stomp ya ten toes [Air... air... air...] Souped up hooptie Pinto off a pimp my whip Before they put the system in and had it all stripped It ain't no need to trip Indeed he ripped scripts from here to Jebip Get a grip, leave it a dag mess for beer Burnin' like a bag of schwag cess in the air [Air... air... air...] [Refrain] Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air... [Verse 1 again] The beat is sicker than the blood in your stool The way it repeats the way it repeats the way it repeats the way it repeats The way it repeats can trick ya like a stuttering fool Schooled her how to wash away the crud in the drool pool Made his chrome dome glisten At first he couldn't tell she had a chromosome missin' Kept a spare somewhere In these underwear, he swear It helped her get the gum out her hair They need to get they thumb out they rears And show some skills the one time they come out in years Instead of dumbin' out in fears of they own shadow Take your rattle and skedaddle Ghouls, got 'em modeling gear He came with more rhymes than molecules in air [Refrain] Air... air... air... air... air... air... Air... air... air... air... air... air...