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Killarmy - Feel It lyrics
KILLARMY - FEEL IT LYRICS 'It's not that I don't love you' 'You know how much I do' [Islord - over chorus] Yeah, Killa-Arm This one here's for the people (word up) To families livin in the ghetto Babies, right there witchu Peurto Rico (Japan, Africa) [Chorus] Make ya feel it, on the outside And make ya feel it, on the inside And make ya feel it.. [Islord] Have you ever seen a grown man cry? Have you ever asked a grown man why? Why do ya feel that way inside? Sometimes I had to swallow my pride and settle for less Lord don't settle for less, you more like the best To me, as I pull my head out my skully, and I give praise due to those who mean somethin to me Moms, you incredible, you raised me all by yourself Regardless of the situation, there was food in the shelf Pops, you abandoned me, you left me all alone In this cold warzone, I had to fence for my own My sister Candie, probably the only one that understands me Girl I love you to death, you never turned your back on me La-Familia sick, I wish I had the hands to heal you quick And rid you of a disease you livin with A young father, I've been blessed with two little girls You two jewels more precious than diamonds or pearls A part of me from a different perspective And any woman that I'm dealin with is gonna have to respect it On the outside there's negativity Please killa cause on the inside Me and my team'll make you feel it [Chorus] Make ya feel it, on the outside And make ya feel it, on the inside And make ya feel it, on the outside And make ya feel it, on the inside And make ya feel it.. [9th Prince - over chorus] Word up, It's like everyday, it's a struggle Like floatin in a bubble Burnin on the rocks, sticks and stones And all that.. Aiyyo, aiyyo Mom I'm suspended from school Boy I'm tired of your shit, black woman drivin the mothership Own the company witcha man, incorporate She told me I was handsome -- I know I look funny with big lips But that's the love she had for her son, the 9th Prince Forever you exist in my circumference You left my brain numbness, at night sometimes I cry Wipe the salty tears from my eyes, and feel lies, life's no job You caught up in the Beehive, but mom, ever since you been gone ain't nothin changed Rza got a new Range, I can't complain Them fake cats, stay in they lane Your grandaughter Angelica, is gettin bigger More figures I gotta spend on Princess Corinthia Pull LaVoyd pictures, back when fam was ghetto prisoners Let's all hold hands, and sing for the listeners [Chorus] Make ya feel it, on the outside And make ya feel it, on the inside And make ya feel it, on the outside And make ya feel it, on the inside And make ya feel it.. [Dom Pachino - over chorus] (It's not that I don't love you) Shit is just that real Knowwha'mean, shit is definately just that real (It's not that I don't love you) Comin up in the ghetto and shit You know, it's like sometimes ya just, Sometimes, ya'know It's like, it's like sometimes Sometimes I catch myself sittin back, scratchin the hair off my head Thinkin about where I'm at black Trapped in the worst part I geuss so son, shit is fucked up though The type of shit a young black man gotta go through, everyday of his life, no matter where we at They say we sell crack Yeah we do son, so what do you expect us to do about it I gotta eat, I ain't tryna starve for government I know you lovin it, got us like rats and lamps Just watchin us fade away, and it's sad Like a rainy day, so what the fuck the president gotta say... [Chorus to fade] |
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