Текст (слова) песни: Keith Murray - What a Feelin

Verse one:

Kaboom! guess who stepped in the room?

Lookin like the creature from the black lagoon

Theres gonna be a 187 real soon

If some niggas dont give me some elbow room

Im runnin with the legion of doom

Like a pack of wolves foamin at the mouth on full moon

I track range between space and time

And push back like receding hair lines

Thats the essence of the effervescence

At this melodic dynamic shit progresses

A mic murderer for hire

As I sit back and watch your little gimmick backfire

Under the circumstances in any order of events

I be with sick niggaz rollin thick

Dissin the system got america mad at me

Like my name was o.j. simpson

Chorus: repeat 2x

My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip

So fuck all that sensuous shit

The astronomical is comin through like the flu bombin you

Verse two:

Get off my d.k. you pitty pat bitch, stepped into the party

People wonderin if Im a start some shit

Prisoner of the media very often

Cause people be blowin shit out proportion

False information and bogus arithmetic

Got everybody stuck on stupid, misinterpretating shit

How could i? why should I damage my career?

Over a nigga thatll probably bust me out of fear

Dont let your mouth get you into somethin that your ass cant get out

When I see you Im a pull your dreads out your scalp

Caution: code red

I could kill you now but instead Im a put this thought into your head

I got the illest crew in the industry

We could go to war for 30 years like foreign countries

Yo slow your roll

Cause I dont really think you know with what you dealin

Chorus

Verse three:

Man fuck bitches Im getting money

And laughin at these clown ass niggaz like they funny

The grand imperial with milky material

I be the surprise in the bottom of your cereal.

One thing I gotta say my squad never lost it

Unlike you corny mcs out there who farrah fawcett

Cant rhyme runnin your mouth all the time

While def squad sit back and enterprise perfect crimes

Got the funk lord squeezin the life out of keyboards

While each mc tear the frame out of mic chords

Yo I was in the bullpen with them niggas pullin heists

Grown ass men crying like little mice, but ima bounce true indeed

Cause punk ass only bagged me with two ounces of weed

Now Im back in the city lights

And all I can think about is keepin it tight

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