- Styles P Feelings Gone 歌詞
- Styles P
- [Intro] 'Cause the feeling, is gone!!' [Ghost] 'And I must, get it back' [Statik Selektah]
Trust me, nothing prepares us
They never say gettin money slows your prayers up
We already in
Hell! Nothin can scare us
We already fly how nothin can air us
Came from the underground so
I stay grounded, astounded by all the ***** *** that
I founded
A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain jewels
Life get real and you think of the pains you grew
You different, you makin a change, you let your man tell it
Blowin chronic, am
I demonic or angelic?
No vanilla
Dutch, **** it, get a panetela
Roll a one sheet, think about my rap sheet
Sellin crackll have you runnin like a track meet
Watchin your back on every other back street
I started so young, why you think
Im so numb
You cant feel *** * and only like real **** [Chorus: Statik Selektahs samples scratched] 'You can act stupid if you wanna' 'Like you dont know what block Im front of' 'D-Block layin em down' 'And I aint never plannin to stop, Im plannin to rock' 'You know my name, you heard my raps' 'You know my name, aint nuttin changed' 'S.P. and I done been through it all' 'From here on I spit it in rare form '
The moon stay quiet but the sun spoke
Still cant blow away the pain with the blunt smoke
Tryin to give my daughter and my son hope
The **** get rough, when you breathin in the gun smoke
Do it all for a pile of the cash, funny
But Im rarely known to smile when
I laugh (thats all)
You can say the pain run deep and
I wonder Do the insane or the sane ones speak?
And I feel like the devil got chains on me
Im inside but
I still feel the rain on me (Its raining) like its comin through the window or the windshield
Life full of sinsll have you spinnin like a windmill
Contract with
God is signed and it been sealed
See you at the crossroads if everything has been real
I can feel what you cant
And the **** is vice versa so fear what you cant [Chorus]
I told you it is what it is
Cant choose how to die but
I can choose how to live (true)
Thought about it just sittin where
I live Just another ghetto **** * with a million dollar crib
No hope, then
I dropped the
E and got hoppin
Got hip, just so
I could get a little guap (you get it?)
Before that,
I used to move rock with a 4 to 10 job after school workin stock (word)
Then I said '**** pickin up a box'
So I sold more drugs , started stickin mo spots
Thats why
I thank God for this rap ****
****** be frontin cause we used to livin backwards [Chorus]
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