Bonus: In The Air Tonight

I can feel it coming in the air

We a run down on you if you wanna stare

Don't talk about it on the phone I'ma meet you there

It's hot but I got my Glock I don't know what to wear

The cops tryna get us locked they know that we don't care

The opps tryna get us dropped, we ain't going nowhere

I get the drop I'm going solo don't know how to share

I'ma take his head off his shoulders, don't worry about his hair

He tried to rock out, I did him bolder, get that outta here

If I got one shot, I'ma score it, I don't need a spare

Shots ringing all out the Drac, you only see the glare

I can't pop out at festivals, I don't play it fair