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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
With the determination of a patho
'cross the water with bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot it's bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my
When I was young yo the gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties they fuck
presidental and plus, they hoop it up
Got more in his zip, who want enough
I can go back in time, you be Eato
my men and ?? I know you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no
it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he clowned me and told me 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 a fresh elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My nigga your eyes,
Just you're self just holdin' pies
Impliment a and and you'll surely 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 just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this cake
As I serve it, you just it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My nigga how it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm part Hues, part horny, part holy
First on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff with a new
If priest need the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you guess who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't about I want
thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one to lie about your didgits
It's one thing to say that you it
another for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me buy yourself a Sattle
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John could do, surrounded with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
It's a simple proof us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
at niggas, with classing and figure
The and class whippers
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...