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Jay Electronica feat. Tone Tresure
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I Feel Good
i feel good when i wake up in the morning yawning, crack a dawn and i say my prayers thank god for makin me a super mc slayer brush my teeth hit the shower then i comb my hair step out the crib lookin dappa dappa hit the cipher on the corner then i smack a rapper with a sweet sixteen im so mean with this mic machine you wanna battle me ill battle you and shatter your dreams i said what up, he said what up i took you girl so what up the crowd screamed he threw the towel man enough is enough now im, on my way its a beautiful day sun shining on my back man what more can i pray rims shinin on the lak man what more can i say cant nobody make me angry cuz im happy today my little sister doin good my mama doin good and my grandmother just turned seventy three
i feel good cant nobody ruin my day (i feel good, i feel good) and i aint lettin no negativity come my way (i feel good, i feel good) the first thing i do when i open up my eyes is pray (i feel good, i feel good) and i dont really care about the dumb shit that people say (i feel good, i feel good)
you know me well im gettin busy on the regular im spittin flames on these lame ass competitors live on the road my home phone is a celluar email two-way man etcetera uh huh i got, people to meet, i got, places to go i got stages to blow, i got faces to take of the motherfuckin map man ill drop a bomb on yo ass like the gap band im eatin pellets chasin ghosts like im pacman もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com straight outta hell full speed like im batman pirellis spinnin deuce quads on the lak man with two fingers out the window holla back man ya hoid ['heard']me? you can catch me in the carpool lane with mr jane swinging and banging that wood grain sittin on things stuntin with a A-town chain from pete game reppin that third ward imma uptown man its all good
they said down south was wack when it came to rap that our thoughts was too slow and we couldnt adapt when in fact we taught yal how to build a label from scratch while you was whining bout the points in your contract black, yup we slip when we talk and we dip when we walk when we came to the game niggas stole our slang uh huh, we hit the game with a brand new funk and plus we taught ya how to sling a record out of your trunk its dirty south til i die homie we in the ville where they trill spittin fire homie you wanna burn in the fire come and try homie man look we rea-dy to ride homie down here we fear no man god only we got the boxin gloves on out here and we rumble and rap we in the game talkin big shit they mumblin back and now that i got that off my chest... listen i feel good
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