In The Air Lyrics - Sickology 101 - Tech N9ne

Sickology 101 futuristic b-boyz shit 

Your first lesson given to you by: 

Mr. smith 

KC MO stand up 

Young niggaz representin 

Ey 

Ask me what I wanna be when I grow up 

I aint jus gonna blow up 

Im a star I got astronomers tryina get a close up 

Telescopes and cameras 

Rappers wanna use blammers 

But im gleamin from the planets homie 

Mine is called kansas city 

The cloud in my pocket gotta rain on em 

Such a star I saw heavens walls and wrote my name on em 

So comfortable at the top I hopped on a plane and claimed everest 

You might as well say the boy is himalayan 

I rent my rooms on the moon mr smith is comin soon 

The angels feedin me cereal with a silver spoon 

My hair line is craig smith airlines 

The ride from kansas city to LA is as long as a fan line 

Im high as '08 gas prices 

My votes are twice as high as obamas & I aint gotta ask nice 

Im high as techs tour bus 

The light skinned one so if you're lookin for me dog look up and try to find the sun 

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Im in the air 

High in the air 

Im in the air 

High in the air 

Yeah 

Don mean to brag but I froze my peace 

And im gettin higher then the nose bleed seat 

Dont bring it to my session if your hoe sees me 

She'll drop dead in the studio like ODB 

Yuh 

Its the owner and im verry cool 

Plus this weed keep me higher than an air baloon 

Copy cat 

Like what im wearing dude 

Im so fly I walk aroudn wit a parachute 

And even rappers lie too 

But im the only human with an astronaut suit 

See yo entire verse? 

Say that youre high its worse? 

When you only shootin the air like a fireworks (pussy) 

If suckas still on that hatin shit 

I stuff em in a bag like potatoe chips 

Or bend they ass up like a paper clip 

Tech sign me and see how quick ya paper flip 

Photos 

(I aint gotta intoduce myself yall know whatitizz) 

Why call me underground when I rock the stars 

And even they cant see me wit a pair of binoculars 

My hip hop and?? get side swiped to mars 

1/3 in extinction hit which left the lime light ajar 

You want your scripts to fly 

Not in my solar system cause I dismiss em like they wish to die 

Mack mother nature and I rip the why 

Civillian ladies love me so bro excuse her while she kiss the sky 

Call me masta more exalted then a priest or pastor 

Blasphemy have me blast facts fast with magma 

In the air like dancer and dasher 

High in the sky up above mountains off in alaska 

Higher then a million heroin hits that fit to last ya 

Super celestial when everyone stuck off in the pasture 

The whack I will cast ya down below those who get caught up in my rapture 

Dont be callin me dog cause I want cha to say it backwards 

Cha cha cha cha 

Your first lesson for today man 

That was it 

Sickology 101 

Yall no what I mean 

Craig smith 

Lepsto?? 

Tech nina nigga 

In the air muthafucka 

Sound like a bird flying around 

Yeah 

Witch masta on the track 

We out this biiitch