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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

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

My nigga close eyes,
Just picture you're self just pies
Impliment a and and you'll surely rise
promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I know shit's so ill
yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel
...How you feel

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 nigga how it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you don't me
I'm Howard Hues, part horny, part holy
First trip on the ramp is the rock and
Keep one on my with a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've been
But a force be the chocolate critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you should guess in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
Still thumbing my life like a drug-star porn
one thing to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about your
one thing to say that you live it
It's another for you fuckers to it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest that's 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 buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John could do, when surrounded with
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
It's a proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I you could say that we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, classing and figure
The and class whippers
The mag ripper
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...