Lyrics:
you ever see
Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fuck I'm going, nah, nigga
Fuck you who the fuck is going
I can something don't ask
Who
should stop re rolling backwoods that's all a fantasy you can say what you want but just like hip hop I was born in the Bronx and just like dj aj I can
these rappers
Who see themselves as a pawn and it's mayhem when I get upon it
This smoke is like a text about missed menses
You don't want it
Non
Motherfuckers do you feel me?
I'm a young black brother
So these motherfucker fear me
Now I been called a crook, a killer, thug
A no-good dealer of drugs
head'"
Feel like I got a lotta shit to prove, yeah, aye
Paper chasing, goons are hot in pursuit, yeah, aye
Aim for the prezzies like Ozzy and Booth, yeah,
me feel a good way and I need you in my life
I didn't make her group, but we made something better, a lifelong friendship. And I also met one of my
The room where it happened
No one really knows how the game is played
The art of the trade
How the sausage gets made
We just assume that it happens
But
what?
Something by Wu Tang
Or maybe Ice-Cube "It Was a Good Day"
This is all I gotta say, yeah
You know the deal
Yeah, you know the deal, how I feel
I
the dead lines with embalming fluid, aye!
I hope you feel the vibe I'm on (Yeah)
Cause I'm about to soar and take the world by storm (Hello)
Bebelino is
the faking and parodies
Living my lifestyle, good if you care to see, feel like this beat was just sent from the Caribbean
Kev got a whip and it's European,
Alright
It's been a while since I said something real
But the rap game fake, too fake to feel
You feel me
I met a girl who talked like she looking
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
I'm a greedy man, I'm a greedy man
My name ain't Jodie
But my name is Brown, huh
I like to love to get down, down, down
I'm a greedy man (he's
it done
Cause I, am feeling this deep down in my heart
I'm feeling like I never want to be apart
But just when it gets good, she's gone
And I
what I gotta bring, on a good
Sunday morning all of us, we gotta swing by, together and I did it, we just get the lemon cake, give
Me that piece, put it
How you feel
How you feel
Tell me what's the deal
Do I gotta stay or gotta peel
How you feel
How you feel
Can a brother live
Or do a brother gotta
like this
When you see, one of your friends die in the mist
In the struggle, went through circumstances
Arrested every day just to prove a point
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
something abstract
It's more like a feeling
Feelings of freedom
feelings that I used to know
and I feel I need them
They've been replaced by the empty talks
but
It ain't really a poem, I just felt like it's something you probably could relate to
Other than that, now that I finally got a chance to holla
that happen,
I was just dropped like a bad habit,
You gave cigarettes to an asthmatic,
You just gave a fix to a crack addict,
Can’t believe again that
knees get so weak
Could it be true, this is what God has meant for me?
'Cause baby, I can't believe
That something like you could happen to me
Hey,
the booth
I'm about to get loose
Just do what I do
I'm about to get loose
I'm about to get loose, like them chic's on the goose
When I'm up in the booth
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
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