Lyrics:
to come up off of me
You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two feet
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
Tell 'em, slime
Yeah, I am the king of the E.A.
Get this bitch screwed like the DJ (Big slime)
Yeah, I am the shit where we play
We got
prime time
Thought you niggas been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new Air Yeezys, you can see me in the night time
I get rich off living life,
understand, I-I mean, we-we're a company you understand
A-a-a record company, that wants to show love to every nigga that cant get love
That cant receive
be?
We can't do any worse than The Godfather 3
We're doing a sequel the studio wants more
While they wait for Tom Hanks
To make Toy Story 4
I
[Chorus]
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
It don't feel, it don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I
happen!)
Yo Busta Bus, do you hear Violator faxin? (mad faxin)
Eighty G's for one show (eighty G's yo) that's satisfaction (satisfaction)
Now which emcee
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I don't feel, I can't feel it no more
It don't feel right, it don't feel right
I don't feel, I
to greatness, before I get pissed and run up in the stands like the Indiana Pacers,
Covered all my bases, straight, no chasers,
Diamonds on my chain look like
I guess everybody needs somebody to love
You can't leave love lonely
'Cause being naive to it you can just lose it like that
See kisses for
way
Felt something inside
Had so much pride but scared to die
No man i'm just feeling the juice
They let me step into the booth
Bro how you can't handle
Be on fifty-fourth, whole clique backing me
All that click clackery, take your wrist wrappery
I ain't no rapper, be, I skeet oozies
And I can't
Often you wake up by nocturnal emissions
But you feel no pleasure, no real satisfaction
Dreams mislead you with blanishment
You can't spend it
and that's all they will ever show
So the ones in the West will never move east and feel they could be at home
Get tricked by the Beast but where them gon'
too long
And it scares me just to say I'll carry on, the carrion
It takes a lot, pay no mind with your cellular gadgets on
Oh, our lives don't seem
night all right
Everybody knows about the place to be
Especially on a night like tonight
And baby I can't help but thinkin' you should be with me
clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lying
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big dangerous you're just a Likkle Vicious
As I leave my
Jones (cappo)
Besides I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low watch what you say up on those fucking phones
Be quiet
Touchdown
And get ya
and the jones
Rolling shotgun yeah shes got me stoned and i
I cant get any higher
And i know and i know right now
Shes one hell of a midnight rider
Were jamming
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
tom-ah-to, baloney, bologna
I use to Fraggle Rock ya, but now I Fraggle stone ya
A loner, I can't swim, I'm lampin' in my hoodie, and I
Get down
to be no sadder show to see
No doubt about it, satisfaction's guaranteed
So let the sideshow begin
Hurry, hurry, step right on in
Can't afford
Took you out that concord[?], put you in that Tom Ford
All this arguing I ain't got no time for it
You call my phone like fifty times
Don't do no shit
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