I.G. Off - In The Air [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse One: I.G. Off]
Live via satellite, heard across the globe
From headphones, hugging [?] to girls dancing under the strobe
We still play rappers like joke for kicking rhymes about their wardrobe
Pausing, [?] it get deeper than going gold
Through the darkness
Light is exposed, we leave rappers light on their toes
Brothers scared half to death for the threat my two man pose
On these streets, no fronting roles and on the stage no DATS for shows
As far as ripping flows my high society of pros
Then we keep bringing the soul out of baselines and acoustics
No longer call a woman "bitch" cause my daughter listens to it
Teach my son to say "Nigeria" not to mispronounce a nation
Mastered improvisation, still organizing for nations
(Through what?)
Through demonstration of words that's raw refined
The true definition of rhyme
I.G. is ill underline
Sure to stand the test of time we was predestined to shine
While all these other cornballs sit and watch us from the sidelines
Trying to follow guild lines of stolen property
But they'll never be
A father to my style like O.D.B
Now drop the B and that's what most MC's do, after they hear me
Words spoke clearly
We reign on any stage we stand on
I.G. Off and Haz has command on
Strong like the Island De La's from
Two brothers bring the best out of a snare drum
Weak trends, we tend to stray from
Freestyles, all that and then some
Nothing can prepare you for the change about to come

[Hook] {x4}
It's all in the air, you hear it everywhere

[Verse Two: Hazardous]
Okay, feel my flow like Pepto Bismol
I'm in every neighborhood like the stinking smell of indo
I'm this black man
Trying to live the best way I can
Black, I'm flipping facts for ghetto's across the lands
Straight out the basement with these monstrous sounds
Rest in peace to Malcolm X he was one figure in my background
Come on, feel my flow like a funky bag of izm
My mommy brought me up on city milk and lots of wisdom
I'm a black man made from sand with hair like a lamb
Beautiful negro bastard child, my mother said yes I am
I slide like oil, heat up like an engine
Maniac on a mission
Flipping digits like white physicians
My props drop the seeds Jamaica blessed me with grace
I'm black and I'ma stay black cause that's the color on my face
So greet me with a handshake don't act twisted like Hitler
Black man get it together stop dissing these black sisters
I understand we're black and some times we come off track
But I come off in any ghetto like 4,5,6 and head cracks
And that's my proof, bobbing baseball caps through the roof
Plus all my troops my family's tough like combat boots
Take a good look at me, my hair's naturally nappy
I'm still a human being though, rest in peace to my pappy

[Hook]

[Verse Three: Hazardous]
Yo when it comes to blowing rhyme sets
Miami's finest
Peep how deep my mind gets
But it ain't time yet
They can't see eye to eye with me
They blinded by the energy
With broken bones in they body they never knew existed
You must've missed it when I was throwing out my point
You masqueraded, get oxidated like a joint
And everything in it
Life as you know it ended
Universes collide, soul assist in the crash
[?] I turn the industry to ash
For hungry MC's to crawl out
Like roaches from a fallout
Nothing left but respect, everybody going all out
On a limb and prayer
Just to try to get they name out
Then change the way of the world like when crack came out
Shattering personality just over rap identities
We sick of it all now we working on a remedy
For some it's hard to swallow like Kool Aid without the sugar
Rap figures couldn't pick winners if they was attached to boogers
Usual suspects, I.G. Off and Haz
Pack 'em in like Skam and Shadowman be packing limitless ability
Cause we'll never die, we live primarily as energy

[Hook]