In the Air
Craig Smith/Nesto/Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent
Ey, ask me what I wanna be when I grow up, I ain't just gonna blow up
I'm a star I got astronomers tryin' to get a close up
Telescopes and cameras, rappers wanna use glamors
But I'm gleamin' from the planets, homie, mine is called Kansas City
Such a star I saw Heaven's 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
A ride from Kansas City to LA is as long as a fan line
I'm high as '08 gas prices, my votes are
Twice as high as Obama's and I ain't gotta ask nice
I'm high as Tech's tour bus, the light skinned one
So if you're lookin' for me dog look up and try to find the sun
[Chorus: x2]
I'm in the air
High in the air
KC, Nesto!
Yeah, don't mean to brag but I froze my piece
And I'm gettin' higher then a nose bleed seat
Don't bring her to my session, if your ho sees me
She'll drop dead in the studio like ODB
Yeah, it's the owner and I'm very cool
Plus this weed keep me higher than an air balloon
Copy cat, like what I'm wearing dude?
I'm so fly, I walk around with a parachute
And even rappers lie too
But I'm the only human with an astronaut suit
See yo entire verse? Say that your iron squirt
When you only shootin' in the air like fireworks (Pussy)
If suckers still on that hatin' shit
I'll stuff 'em in a bag like potato chips
I'll bend they ass up like a paper clip
Tech, sign me and see how quick your paper flip
[Chorus: x2]
I ain't gotta introduce myself, y'all know what it is
Why call me underground when I rock the stars?
And even they can't see me with a pair of binoculars
My hip-hoppin' gave a good side swipe to Mars
One-Third an extinction hit, which left the limelight Ajar
You want your scripts to fly, not in my solar system
Cause I'll dismiss 'em like they wished to die
Mack mother-nature and I ripped her, why?
Civilian ladies love me, so bro, excuse her while she kiss the sky
Call me master more exalted than a priest, a pastor
Blasphemy have me blast fags fast with Magma
In the air like Dancer and Dasher
High in the sky, above all mountains off in Alaska
Higher than a million heroin hits if it'll last ya
Super-Celestial when everyone's stuck off in the pasture
The wack, I will cast ya down, below those who get caught up in my Rapture
Don't be callin' me "dog" cause I want you to say it backwards
[Chorus: x4]
Your first lesson for today man
That was it, Sickology 101
Y'all know what I mean
Craig Smith, Nesto, Tech Nina nigga
In the air, motherfucker
Sound like a bird flying around
Yeah, Wyshmaster on the track
We out this bitch
The song In the Air is a collaboration between Craig Smith, Nesto, and Tech N9ne. The lyrics start with a reference to Sickology 101, which is the name of the album that the song appears on. The song starts with Craig Smith introducing himself and representing his hometown of Kansas City. He boasts about his success as a rapper, claiming that he is a star and has astronomers trying to get a close-up of him. He compares himself to a planet and talks about renting rooms on the moon.
Nesto’s verse continues with the theme of being high in the air. He talks about being higher than a nosebleed seat and walking around with a parachute. He also boasts about his astronaut suit and how he is the only human who has one. Tech N9ne’s verse is about being exalted and higher than the stars. He talks about how his hip-hopping gave a good side swipe to Mars and how he can dismiss any script that tries to enter his solar system. He also warns against calling him “dog” because he wants people to say it backwards.
The chorus repeats the phrase “I’m in the air, high in the air” several times. The song has an overall theme of being high in the air, whether it is through success, weed, or being exalted like a star. The lyrics are full of metaphors and wordplay, which is typical of Tech N9ne’s style of rapping.
Line by Line Meaning
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
This is Sickology 101, a futuristic style of B-Boyz music.
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
Your first lesson comes from Mr. Smith.
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent
Represent KC MO, young people!
Ey, ask me what I wanna be when I grow up, I ain't just gonna blow up
Don't just assume I want to be famous when I grow up.
I'm a star I got astronomers tryin' to get a close up
I'm already a star, astronomers want to get close to me.
Telescopes and cameras, rappers wanna use glamors
Telescopes and cameras are focused on me; rappers want to copy my style.
But I'm gleamin' from the planets, homie, mine is called Kansas City
I'm shining like a planet, and I'm from Kansas City.
The cloud in my pocket's gotta rain on 'em
I've got so much power, it's going to rain on my enemies.
Such a star I saw Heaven's walls and wrote my name on 'em
I'm such a big star that I even wrote my own name on Heaven's walls.
So comfortable at the top I hopped on a plane and claimed Everest
I'm so comfortable at the top of my game that I claimed Everest as my own.
You might as well say the boy is Himalayan
I'm so great, you might as well compare me to the Himalayas.
I rent my rooms on the moon, Mr. Smith is comin' soon
I'm so successful that I even rent rooms on the moon; Mr. Smith is also coming soon.
The angels feedin' me cereal with a silver spoon
I'm so important that even angels feed me cereal with a silver spoon.
My hair line is Craig Smith Airlines
My hairline is so sharp that it looks like an airline.
A ride from Kansas City to LA is as long as a fan line
The distance between Kansas City and LA is as long as a fan line to see me.
I'm high as '08 gas prices, my votes are
I'm so high, it's like the gas prices of 2008; my votes are also high.
Twice as high as Obama's and I ain't gotta ask nice
My votes are twice as high as Obama's, and I don't have to ask nicely for anything.
I'm high as Tech's tour bus, the light-skinned one
I'm so high, it's like being on Tech's tour bus, the light-skinned one.
So if you're lookin' for me dog look up and try to find the sun
If you're looking for me, look up at the sun.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm in the air
High in the air
I'm in the air, high in the air.
KC, Nesto!
Shout out to KC and Nesto!
Yeah, don't mean to brag but I froze my piece
I don't mean to brag, but I froze my jewelry.
And I'm gettin' higher then a nose bleed seat
I'm getting higher than a nosebleed seat at a game.
Don't bring her to my session, if your ho sees me
Don't bring your girlfriend to my session; she'll want to be with me instead.
She'll drop dead in the studio like ODB
She'll be so impressed that she'll pass out in the studio, like ODB.
Yeah, it's the owner and I'm very cool
I own this game, and I'm very cool about it.
Plus this weed keep me higher than an air balloon
This weed keeps me higher than an air balloon.
Copy cat, like what I'm wearing dude?
People copy my style, even what I'm wearing.
I'm so fly, I walk around with a parachute
I'm so fly that I walk around with a parachute.
And even rappers lie too
Even other rappers lie.
But I'm the only human with an astronaut suit
I'm the only human with an astronaut suit, because I'm out of this world.
See yo entire verse? Say that your iron squirt
Your whole verse is fake, like you're shooting iron bullets out of your mouth.
When you only shootin' in the air like fireworks (Pussy)
You're only shooting in the air like fireworks.
If suckers still on that hatin' shit
If people are still hating on me.
I'll stuff 'em in a bag like potato chips
I'll put them in a bag, like potato chips.
I'll bend they ass up like a paper clip
I'll beat them up, like bending a paper clip.
Tech, sign me and see how quick your paper flip
Tech, sign me, and see how fast you make money.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm in the air
High in the air
I'm in the air, high in the air.
I ain't gotta introduce myself, y'all know what it is
I don't need to introduce myself, you know who I am.
Why call me underground when I rock the stars?
Why call me underground when I reach for the stars?
And even they can't see me with a pair of binoculars
Even the stars can't see me with binoculars.
My hip-hoppin' gave a good side swipe to Mars
My hip-hop is so powerful, it affected Mars.
One-Third an extinction hit, which left the limelight Ajar
One-third of an extinction hit, which made the limelight more open.
You want your scripts to fly, not in my solar system
If you want your ideas to succeed, don't do it in my territory.
Cause I'll dismiss 'em like they wished to die
I'll dismiss your ideas, like you wanted them to fail.
Mack mother-nature and I ripped her, why?
I conquered Mother Nature, and I did it because I could.
Civilian ladies love me, so bro, excuse her while she kiss the sky
The ladies love me, so excuse them while they look up and sigh in admiration.
Call me master more exalted than a priest, a pastor
Call me a master, higher than any religious leader.
Blasphemy have me blast fags fast with Magma
Even blasphemy can't touch me; I can blast enemies with magma.
In the air like Dancer and Dasher
I'm so high, like Dancer and Dasher from Santa's reindeer.
High in the sky, above all mountains off in Alaska
I'm so high in the sky that I'm above all the mountains in Alaska.
Higher than a million heroin hits if it'll last ya
I'm higher than a million heroin hits, if it'll last long enough.
Super-Celestial when everyone's stuck off in the pasture
I'm super-celestial, while everyone else is stuck below in the pasture.
The wack, I will cast ya down, below those who get caught up in my Rapture
I'll bring down those who are wack, and they'll be trapped below those who are caught up in my success.
Don't be callin' me "dog" cause I want you to say it backwards
Don't call me 'dog', because I want you to say it backwards.
[Chorus: x4]
I'm in the air
High in the air
I'm in the air, high in the air.
Your first lesson for today man
Your lesson for today.
That was it, Sickology 101
That was Sickology 101.
Y'all know what I mean
You know what I'm talking about.
Craig Smith, Nesto, Tech Nina nigga
Shout out to Craig Smith, Nesto, and Tech N9ne!
In the air, motherfucker
I'm in the air, motherfucker.
Sound like a bird flying around
Sounds like a bird flying around.
Yeah, Wyshmaster on the track
Shout out to Wyshmaster!
We out this bitch
We're leaving.
Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, Spirit Music Group, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: AARON DONTEZ YATES, ADAM BLAKE CHERRINGTON, CRAIG SMITH, E. EDWARDS
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