Ayer

In the past if you had asked me what kind of music I like I'd have told you, "anything but rap." That has all changed, and fairly recently.



I used to work out with my iPod, but I always listened to podcasts. While I still enjoy a good podcast every now and then while I'm walking, most of the time these days I prefer music. Rap music. It really motivates me. Sometimes it makes me angry. But usually it just provides a great beat to keep me going. Unless the lyrics just downright make you laugh. Like No Ayer by Flo Rida.



When I was first listening to this song I couldn't wait to hear what an "Ayer" was. And I think I literally said, "Nuh uh!!" out loud when he got to the part that says, "Throw my hands up in the ayer." AIR. It's AIR. A-I-R. Not ayer. It's one syllable. Air. As in hair. Oh wait, you also say hay-er.



That one just makes me laugh. No way I can walk when I'm laughing.

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