Lyrics:
Air For Brother James

a brother smoke Let me roll We want your mind to blow Just got some things to do Back on the creep after losin' some change Seen my partner [unverified], Big Chief and James

I was raised for When I walk away, it's like ain't this a Kick in the rear, that I'm standin' here And can't afford a tissue for my tear Should I drink

Ghost-Like, Gaspin For Air, Chokin With Her Throat Cut Im Waitin On The Results, Diggin Her Grave Plot But I'll Pay This Bitch Back In Space For Whatever

minute Hut-hut it's time to win it, I see you behind the finish If you get there quit there, got ya swisha lit playa Blow smoke in the air, for the Color

-eight, hands I'm holdin' brothers for ransom Operation generation down to the seeds of your grandson And blow off like a handgun, hittin' niggas at random Damn son, got love for

something cause we came up from nothing What u in a rush for its all about timing As soon as u on u know the limits the sky (chorus) (Thanks to James Johnson for

out the kitchen James jumped on Moon, poked him with a screw driver Broke the TV Niggaz watching Knight Rider This is Pam Jerkins mother house the same shit go on in her brother

make the call to make you fall Shit our shit come through the walls You better not duck with ya ass in the air, cus I'ma knock off ya balls! [Chorus: James

two names There?ll be no one to possibly remember A little lonesome brown-eyed boy who went by James Oh the mill?s shut down But the air?s still sour