F Feelings

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When it come down to it, just like a knee, all blew it
 Just like a sneeze, achoo it
 Felt it like a breeze I knew it another couple of hundred emcees couldn't do what we do it
 Going way past the point to come back
 Better have 'em come check where the bombs at
 Fuck 'em all like a contract
 Bet they got they cops and they contacts
 Bet they got a lawyer
 A retainer ain't debatin' me to stop that
 Later I be dealing with a sword, it's a portrait
 I don't give a fuck about a hater you can halt that
 Always on your mind like a skull cap
 Only way I'm dropping a dime is if she fall back
 Got your motherfuckin' back like a bra strap
 But you bitches need to go and get your balls back
 Probably got them hidden in your fuckin' homies jaws facts
 Twiztid, propane
 Gassing on these bitches since the old days
 Gunshots, road rage
 Talkin' bout your feelings, where the lows man?
 Fuck Feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings
 Everything you are, I'm the opposite
 Screaming "fuck the world" with no apologies
 You could do your worst, it doesn't bother me
 I don't feel a thang
 Arrogance is evil, they makin' you look conceited
 And anger come off as jealous, like you prolly can't achieve it
 Confidence is king and having it make you look better
 But when doubt come out to visit, enter into gloomy weather
 Better but we're not feeling better, we enter in despair
 With no one to talk to, with no one to really care
 Doubt's all about solidifying that you're weak
 But greed's from out of town and up in the driver's seat
 Buckle up, we be catchin' up on bad times
 With the blindfolds on as we roll through the stop signs
 No breaks or intention to stop
 Everybody normal in the world, did I mention I'm not
 If it ain't habit then I'm somewhere in-between
 So many ridicule our secret abnormality genes
 And I done seen so-called Satan
 Holy shit maybe it's time for the criminals to win
 Twiztid, propane
 Gassing on these bitches since the old days
 Gunshots, road rage
 Talkin' bout your feelings, where the lows man?
 Fuck Feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings
 Everything you are, I'm the opposite
 Screaming "fuck the world" with no apologies
 You could do your worst, it doesn't bother me
 I don't feel a thang

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Duration
02:52
Key
8
Tempo
100 BPM

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