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Air Video (MV)




Performed By: Call Me Jah
Length: 4:29
Written by: Galt MacDermot, Gerome Ragni, James Rado




Call Me Jah - Air Lyrics




What ya stressing for
What ya worried bout?
Gotta clear my head
Need to smoke it out
We gone live it up
Don't let life
Get ya down

Sometimes you
Gotta go through
To make it out

We gone get up out this...
Just forget about it

All night

That's how long
I been up
Tryna figure out my life

With my squad
Having talks about love
Being drunk and
High

Conversations
With my mom
Sharing thoughts
Like
You always right
Damn

I saw it with my eyes
Mama neva lied

Never mind
Bullshit cannot
Catch me at
A better time

Over mine
Talking dead bodies
While I'm still alive

Who am I?
Questions I need
Answers to
Before I die

Cool and kind

Gotta keep it cool
I'm one of
A kind

Ah fine
Got em coming back
I mean all spine

Greatest of
Wait
Check my watch
It say

All time

When It comes
To me
I'm too selfish

I'm all mine

I Don't wanna speak
I can't help it
My tongue tired

Focused
Measurements
How high my goal is

All I want is to go in
I'm where the door is

I can't read your mind
So I keep my mind open

I follow behind
Cause I like it
In motion

And I can make you happy
I keep it
100 percent
Satisfaction guaranteed

And we don't need a plan b
All we ever working
For
Is just a opportunity

So
What ya stressing for
What ya worried bout?
Gotta clear my head
Need to smoke it out
We gone live it up
Don't let life
Get ya down

Sometimes you
Gotta go through
To make it out

We gone get up out this...
Just forget about it

They say

Hi Jah
Like they kung fu moves
I got the Bruce Lee Keys
You should
Fear these flutes
You
Niggas ain't really believe
Till they seen
The proof
I mean I wouldn't
See the light
If my eyes closed too

So every night I'm up
Ever since highschool

I Super powered
Through my class
Like sky high rules

I been
Going through
Shit
Since I learned tissue

Don't make me help
You
Wipe your ass
With a ten inch shoe

I had
Found that life not Easy
Just by growing up
6 years old
Was old enough to know
My parents broken Up
Wonder why my father
Called us once
And barely spoke to us
Reasons why
I cannot care to much
Or give you all my trust

Everytime you turn around
I hold it down
Still holding Up
I almost drowned
But sucked it up
Life is such
A suction cup
The stress was just
A
Metric ton
Want my pockets
Dr. klump
Higher than
Olympic jumps
Breaking records
Rolling up

I been on
It

Damn I f*cking need a break
No I need million dollars
That's why I wont sleep
Today
Everyone around me
Know
I have no other choice to make
Either we gone set this off
Or I might gotta Rob the bank

I been
Focused

Something they will never
Break
They can't say
They made me
Cause
They didn't make
My mistakes
Now I gotta
Make you pay
Call me Jah
J a h
Tell em that I got them bars
I got bars
Like
What's your drink?
Fwm

We gone make it happen
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What ya stressing for
What ya worried bout?
Gotta clear my head
Need to smoke it out
We gone live it up
Don't let life
Get ya down

Sometimes you
Gotta go through
To make it out

We gone get up out this...
Just forget about it

All night

That's how long
I been up
Tryna figure out my life

With my squad
Having talks about love
Being drunk and
High

Conversations
With my mom
Sharing thoughts
Like
You always right
Damn

I saw it with my eyes
Mama neva lied

Never mind
Bullshit cannot
Catch me at
A better time

Over mine
Talking dead bodies
While I'm still alive

Who am I?
Questions I need
Answers to
Before I die

Cool and kind

Gotta keep it cool
I'm one of
A kind

Ah fine
Got em coming back
I mean all spine

Greatest of
Wait
Check my watch
It say

All time

When It comes
To me
I'm too selfish

I'm all mine

I Don't wanna speak
I can't help it
My tongue tired

Focused
Measurements
How high my goal is

All I want is to go in
I'm where the door is

I can't read your mind
So I keep my mind open

I follow behind
Cause I like it
In motion

And I can make you happy
I keep it
100 percent
Satisfaction guaranteed

And we don't need a plan b
All we ever working
For
Is just a opportunity

So
What ya stressing for
What ya worried bout?
Gotta clear my head
Need to smoke it out
We gone live it up
Don't let life
Get ya down

Sometimes you
Gotta go through
To make it out

We gone get up out this...
Just forget about it

They say

Hi Jah
Like they kung fu moves
I got the Bruce Lee Keys
You should
Fear these flutes
You
Niggas ain't really believe
Till they seen
The proof
I mean I wouldn't
See the light
If my eyes closed too

So every night I'm up
Ever since highschool

I Super powered
Through my class
Like sky high rules

I been
Going through
Shit
Since I learned tissue

Don't make me help
You
Wipe your ass
With a ten inch shoe

I had
Found that life not Easy
Just by growing up
6 years old
Was old enough to know
My parents broken Up
Wonder why my father
Called us once
And barely spoke to us
Reasons why
I cannot care to much
Or give you all my trust

Everytime you turn around
I hold it down
Still holding Up
I almost drowned
But sucked it up
Life is such
A suction cup
The stress was just
A
Metric ton
Want my pockets
Dr. klump
Higher than
Olympic jumps
Breaking records
Rolling up

I been on
It

Damn I f*cking need a break
No I need million dollars
That's why I wont sleep
Today
Everyone around me
Know
I have no other choice to make
Either we gone set this off
Or I might gotta Rob the bank

I been
Focused

Something they will never
Break
They can't say
They made me
Cause
They didn't make
My mistakes
Now I gotta
Make you pay
Call me Jah
J a h
Tell em that I got them bars
I got bars
Like
What's your drink?
Fwm

We gone make it happen
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Writer: Galt MacDermot, Gerome Ragni, James Rado
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing

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