Air Strike (feat. R.A. The Rugged Man) Song Lyrics

R.A
Four Owls
Takin' over, son
Let's go

Yeah it's non-stop like fiends to crack rock
Money that you ain't got
Tryna get to sunny place for the new spot
Change your face like a new ark
To a doggy or a new bark
All your fans love you till you went pop
We hip-hop like head-spins in parking lots
Put it back together like cars in chopping shop
The shit's real but the fans forgot
Like mans that bomb snakes
Baby word to Cot
We pass high
Sat lookin' over your necktie
Fret-wires harder than the ones with the chest size
And chastise
Shine comin' back like the cat's eyes
Takin' what you got like the fat guy
Let 'em in on whim like a bomb inside a bin
Listen in this is Jim
Hear me like a first hymn
Never been and never will till we in store
R.A. and the Four like the R.A.F. at war

Old universes are gone see the remnants
Mood in the room gettin' hot
Feel the tension
The sickness and the medicine
Apply both and I hope that I cope well
Ride pressure never coat-tails
I don't need it
Many egos prayin' I'll spark I won't feed 'em
Never stop movin'
Forgot we were human
Tricks of the trade
Charge to the game
Party in the front
Business in the back room
We're not tryna sit around listenin' for the bad news
Check the momentum we gain it's powerful