DMX - I Can Feel It Lyrics
MnSometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, thats allHook:(I can feel it comin in the air tonight, hold onnnnIve been waitin for this moment for all my lifeHold onnn, hold onnnnnn)The best of yall niggas remind me of myself when I was youngerWhen it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin underAnd you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smileLook in your eyes and thank the lord for my childMeanwhile, somethin I gotta show you an I hope you can take itGonna leave you in the desert, an I hope that you make itGotta put you on your ass to see what it does to youWhen you stand up an see that Im just showin love to youOther niggas would put a slug through you, over your endsCaps I *****ed with are real, but heyThose are your friendsIts just what you got comin sometimes you dont knowWhat you askin for, did you ask for more?Should the casket door swing here, it is doneAn thought you was a killer, you swore youd never runNigga died with his gun still up in the holsterIt is comin in the air? yeah its getting closerHookI see life through many shades of grays and blacksI could take that an him em with the blazin tracksWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreamsTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screamsThe devil got a hold on me an he wont let goI can feel the lord pullin but he movin dead slowLet em know that amidst all this confusionSome of us may do the winninBut we all do the losin its just who does the choosinEasy goin up or down what have you been provin?Jus that you were *****in ground***** seen the bullshit, but never spoke on itAn I know that deep down you really dont want itI woulda traded the chance of bein the child with a fatherMovin talent and bein able to survive when its harderMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strifeThats why I hit these mother*****in streets at nightCome on!HookTheres a lotta shit that I let slide, cuz its outta my handsLotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plansAn a lot of my mans is not seein through the fogFamilies by the truckload, feedin them to the morgueFull moon, arooooo, the howlin, errrrrrrAn growlin, shhhhhh, an prowlinDont know love, cant show loveThat means you gonna need more loveThan on old thug, but hold up, roll upTalkin out the side of your mouth isWhats gonna is whats gonna let niggas knowWhy you bad in your house, an they lie up to your spouseTold her it was suicide, but you an iBoth knew the truth, for wed never dieListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mobCuz you dead up in the fog, an thats your head by the logI can smell it in the air, I can tell when its thereThis is hell an we both hereCan you feel it? tell me yeahHookArf, arfHahaAroo, arroWhoo, whoo, whoooo
