Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fresh Air, artist - Brother Ali. Album song Us, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Fresh Air |
Ant check this out |
I’m the luckiest son of a bitch that ever lived, I spend life doin shit I love |
Got the world’s most beautiful kids and don’t nobody do it like us |
Sunday morning play Al Green, make pancakes and watch cartoons |
Sometimes get to change that scene, catch a plane and see somewhere new |
Plus got married last year, treated so good that it ain’t even fair |
Already got a boy, now the baby girl’s here, bought us a house like the |
Berenstain Bears |
Not two years ago I was homeless, I mean crashin on the couch of my homies |
Now I’m crashin on the couch with Conan, signed a mortgage and bought my home, |
shit |
Should of seen when they handed me the keys, I still couldn’t believe that it |
was mine |
Like «baby hurry up let’s leave, before these damn people change their mind» |
Ha, and shit what can I say? |
I would have made these damn songs anyway |
Some of y’all still listen to 'em everyday, beautiful thing, I bow my hand and |
pray |
— 2X — w/ ad libs |
I love the life I live, my laughter and my tears |
I don’t know where it’s goin but I like it like it is |
Uh, I get a lot of love in my hometown, twin cities, y’all know how it go down |
Same club where Prince shot «Purple Rain», advertise my name and it’s sold out |
I’m surrounded by greatness, my loved ones are amazin |
Sometimes I look in their faces and just think of the lives they’re changin' |
And I don’t just mean Rhymesayers, my son’s grandmother quit freebasin' |
Desiree got eight years straight, now that right there cause for celebration |
Ah, I’m so happy for her, we used to fight like cats and dogs |
But she ain’t even mad that I left her daughter |
She calls me her son, so that’s my mama |
— w/ ad libs |
Ah, keep it goin now |
All my life I had this music, my heroes have all saluted |
I don’t need y’all to like my new shit, them dudes are the reason I do this |
I done did so much cool shit, lived a lifetime in the last two years |
Got the memories to prove it, look what a dude who ain’t even graduate high |
school did |
Ha, used to always be the new kid, laughed at cause I never used to pull chicks |
Now I turn down more girls than them rich ass pretty football playin fools get |
Sometimes I smile so wide, I think about the dreams that I’ve lived |
Shit even if I died tonight y’all, I’m the luckiest son bitch that ever lived |
— w/ ad libs until the end |