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Slum Village
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How It Feel
(Verse) Love – I show you how to spread it And while I live in the present they never count the seconds The past is goin forever and the future's unexpected Everything you could've wanted, all it took was some effort Then it all seem divide, the way they disconnected Everything falls in line like pieces in a Tetris How much more to my physical and Atlantic despicable When niggas spew hate at the general Tell them mutates to go on and get your genitals They cock block your dreams, they can't figure you out Depending how you look at the glasses Half full, half empty, plus it's a trap Either way I'm just a soul merger, soul searcher For the truths of life in this life that is worthless Ha!
(Hook) What you doin? Doin me How you do it? All day What you sayin? It's the same all day What you sayin? What you sayin? All day, all day, all day What you doin? Doin me How you do it? All day How I feel? Yea good All day yea What you sayin? All day What you sayin? All day All day, all day, all day
(Verse) And since you wanna know, this is my program And all I gotta do is think waitin fast And I'll be sleepin on the public cash Faster than you think, I creates it fast And what you, I see in this illa mat Mefisto with some deflection of what's inside It's all in my head, never go hungry 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I'm abundant, inbred, blowed it in hell Bundant in spirit, my vision stick lyrics This ever been, the voice I can hear it As loud as hell, have this myself Proud as hell, got so many styles I got styles for sale Matter of fact you can take it, I'm an infinite creation Within this infinite mind to mind I just gotta be reminded from time to time And make sure I stay clever from line to line, from rhyme to rhyme When I rock the box, til it don't stop Tryna shine divine, like sure I blind my mind Yo, I'm out of my fuckin mind
(Hook) What you doin? Doin me How you do it? All day What you sayin? It's the same all day What you sayin? What you sayin? All day, all day, all day
(Verse) I make money, make love Make most of the trenches Gotta make sacrifices, pay dues on the benches 'Cause we ain't playin with em Getting that by the beat, 9 slate To the beat got'cha I'm a sure shot like a paparazzi Lead of life, roll the dice, gazzi Never associate with the fake ones Keep the spiritual tight Don't change, you could break em Flame Gang for the week, shallow That's why I swim with the deep ones, follow Bout to take you to a place you never been Born alone, die alone, doin me until the end Amen!
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