Ransom & Statik Selektah - How It Feels Lyrics
(Intro)It’s so hard to explainBut it’s one thing for sure babyHow do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?(Verse)These niggas used to laugh at usNow the next persons talkin about our draft statusI fall throughout from them hallways and them track addictsPiss puddles, syringe needles and glass shatteredA mad tan and my scars hurtI guess that proves that I’m on God’s earthPain, torture and hard workMain sources beyond earth, these hoes found they interestI pull them chains out like it’s fourth down in inches, yesI’ve been going for a couple yearsWhich I’ve been doing for these couple yearsNow I’m back, I know you *****in scaredI know you mad that I’m up in here, yeaI’ve escaped them state barsBut now my punches is kinda rusty like Tyson after his rape chargeMy eyes shut like Jamie depicted Ray CharlesBut I can see clearly them forces that showed me, thanks GodOh Lord, why do I spit so vividly?Is this the very reason why these bricks don’t mimic me?You just don’t get it B, these niggas don’t deserve their lifeRest in peace to my comrades that murdered mic’sStacks – my comrade that murdered mic’sThey gave me more time than that comrad that murdered MikeThroughout the years I’ve noticed the game changingI say I’m born in the 60’s, they thinkin I’m gangbanginNah, I’m just rollin up a little sourLittle money, little respect, a little powerThey found ways to pierce through this little armor on meAgitate me, degrade me, then press charges on meI keep it quiet for my friends’ sakeWas brought to the state pen but I turned it to pent stateI had to learn from the school of the Hard KnoxTo get the note of beaty and jewelry in large gaps yea(Hook)I’ve been sittin for a couple yearsWhich I’ve been spending for these couple years, damnThink I’ve been trippin for these couple yearsRan is back, that is music to my *****in ears(Verse)Ain’t no reason you should applaud thatI’m just a nigga that’s gonna bring the east coast its balls backPause that, of course that’s that boss rapI’m headin for the level where Nas, Jay and Los atPardon me but the game is like an authorityGoing back ain’t a option, that’s why I’m rappin retartedlyAin’t no passion apaling me, I’m stingy like a third graderBeauty elastics, I’ll probably cop me a fur laterHuh, Feragamo’s in them served flavorsSusanelli spend a 1000 on a third blazerHow I get it, believe me, it’s not the lotteryI’m fresh out of prison, already I have commodityBoy was you out when I was lockin it?Barely no oxygen, thought I had lots of friendsHuh, hard to breathe in the atmosphereWho can voice they opinion and say that was fair?Couple times I caught myself being happy dearThen I woke up and realized why they strapped me thereThe book’s been open but now I’m hopin to end itThe future is my gift so let me open my present(Hook)I’ve been sittin for a couple yearsWhich I’ve been spending for these couple years, damnThink I’ve been trippin for these couple yearsRan is back, that is music to my *****in ears(Outro)How do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?How do it feel?
