Way I Feel (feat. Eklektos)

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Nate Bachert

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I ain't really here to be clear
Been going 90 days without a change
And it's getting real, I feel
Like I'm in danger, man
Gotta maintain the claim
Get up, up out of my lane
Racing away, venom in veins
Been in the game since I was eight
Tryna maintain the same
Venom and rage, now it's insane
I'm in the veteran age
Now I feel so lethal
Equal parts of old and evil
Feel new rap is see through
These new rappers need to stop the cap
Ain't been through what I've seen, dude
Ain't ate the food off my plate
Ain't made the music I make, nate
Wait, for real, for real
Blood boiling, they spoiling
It's hard to conceal
Might have to snap though
The way I feel
This is my calling to life
Grabbing up on that mic
Feel like a cry the way
You murder minds
Feel I could die the way you murder time
It's wasted, let's face it
How many ways can you say
That you've been feeling wasted
Just the way I feel
This is just the way I, the way I
This is just the way I feel
It's just the way I, the way I
I ain't really here to be clear
Watching flicks, doing one-handed flips
It's only 6:06
I got my honey, ain't it funny, buddy You got tics
Ladies all hanging off of you
But only like bloodsuckers do
We all know they paid to be there
I ain't feeling it dawg, to be clear
Might take two step back, to be fair
I know it's too vulnerable
To be real, you got garbage, though
I be finna get envelopes
They told me, but I know they don't
Whatever doth float thy boat
Temptations, I say I won't
But you brag about that coke
Sniff it up and say you woke
Y'all be tripping, it's awful
Keep on living that brothel
I'ma be shining my jawbone
Like Samson, best backup slow
remember when in Rome
My shot dependable
And it's about to go ra-ta-ta
Bye by noon, sunny
Best start running soon
If you know what's best for you
My typhoon comin' say goodbye
By, noon, sunny
I guess it's raining over here, huh
But you know the one to make the rain Disappear, huh
Street full of puddles
Your pain and suffer ain't subtle
Messes getting muddled
When you speak with a muzzle
All you say is this
You're killing those
All you say is this
You're f***ing hoes
Honestly, I'm sick of all the palindrome
Dilly whip a beat and
I'ma give you all the antidote
I got trouble with mumbling
Stuff that you say
Tummy rumbling
Hungry, I hear that you make
Corny rap sans lessons
Only questions, dang
I guess these rappers bad for digestion
Been rotting my brain
El coca loca, nia
As deep as Aquafina
Afinia, a bit too mass-produced
Don't ask to produce
Y'all have enough offspring
Too much bragging and posturing
When there's nothing you're offering
Did you just say little coke girl
Uh, well, uh, little crazy coke girl
But yeah, kinda

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