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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

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

My nigga close eyes,
Just picture self just holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and surely rise
Just promised by the man controls the skies
you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you
...How you feel

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

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Howard Hues, horny, part holy
trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff with a new
If they priest need the mention I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where are written
He dresses where his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity you like can of the year
But you guess who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie your didgits
one thing to say that you live it
It's for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, when with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
It's a 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 you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The cash and whippers
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...