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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, club
flavours, in they solatos
Inspire young minds, by Nato's
the right determination of a patho
Running 'cross the water with bricks at his
Face like a shoot when it's my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity
Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they it up
See me on the TV, the they wanna fuck
Both presidental and plus, hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who want
I can go in time, you be Judge Eato
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no
it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he me and told me that my money's free-doughs
Now the doors go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song some from my man
SLR, when the doors go up it's like a elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My nigga close eyes,
Just picture you're self holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll rise
Just promised by the man controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that so ill
Better yet, dawg, just me how you feel
...How you feel

We picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get cake right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now you take flight
...My nigga how does it
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, holy
First trip on the ramp is the and rolly
Keep one on my staff with a new
If they priest the mention that I've been biten
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess in insanity chair
Now it about what I want
Still thumbing through my like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your
It's one thing to say you live it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy yourself a
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to
could do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care what it us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit of Martians
I guess you could say that we fly like
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The and class whippers
The mag ripper
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...