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[Chris Brown -
If anybody feelin' in the buildin'
Take your hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me
And if your too fresh in the
Take your hand; hold it high to the ceilin' now
And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em
I they feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm here with a lifestyle you would kill fo'
Still here the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll didn't know
And I'm never that to find because 420 is my ZIP code
But then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was this broke
That's why I got so many
man from the fifth floor
What would you do in the of the winter
When the sun goes down and it gets
Growin' up in a house no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my brother was fresher
I would go to in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now the type of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man nights I would vomit
I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel my y'all, I'm this close
Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco?
My memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get what you for
[Chris - Chorus]
If feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I they feeling me now
And if you too in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I they feeling me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm fresh off my
Flow airtight with no
Get shit pop when my shit
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
Where I belong, it be long
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B
Some chick gettin' my on
To the sole of my feet, G
gon' have to get your reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly
On the ground and I'm off the
Bernie Madoff money,
Got killers off with it all
I got the juice, you place a call
And we place a to who place a call
Don't get your part and not too
I disregard you say
Back up the trunk and the buck
where I'm stoppin' today
Got all on me, homie
Can't it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums
How you
[Chris Brown -
If feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I they feeling me now
And if you too in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm here with a black whip from the strange clouds
And I'm here with the same team, nigga stay down
Still for the east side
Ain't a thing but the bank account
Hands high I come 'round
Cause I'm this shit nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my passport's a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole
With the soul of a
But even still I don't no parts
And no with no hearts
You cocksuckers throw guards
I'm off for the most part
A young dog an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so
I compose art, me Mozart
My nightlife's like a opera
With two chicks like Noah's ark
got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"
From a poor child to on top a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
a gas truck with no park
So no applause, hold the
Just put hand up if you know the song
Brown - Chorus/Outro]
If anybody fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know feeling me now