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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

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

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

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

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm part Hues, part horny, part holy
First trip on the is the rock and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the chocolate where critics are
He dresses insane his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess who's in chair
Now it about what I want
Still through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your
It's one thing to say you live it
It's another for you fuckers to it
But I admit I got all this paper the prettiest faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, meet me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy yourself a
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
could do, when surrounded with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't care what it us
Now I'm with with a pit full of Martians
I guess you say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with and figure
The cash and whippers
The thrashing mag
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...