The Way You Feel (feat. Shadow & Lil Los)

Tonight we blaze Drop fade on the dank in the bay all day, maintain Maryjane keep fazing the haze Hit the jay always, I stay on swade, got no shame And I won't change, cuz you can't tame game Plus we hang in a place where things are strange Your brains get blown from a pistol, place that scrill all day Hit the hill parlay, til there ain't no punks or cowards You hangin' around us better be down with us There ain't no insults jack on impulse Drama happens but I'm a savage Those scandalis pos tryin' to do damage I'm chokin' on rope in a cloud of smoke But before you know it I vanish And my eyes still slanted grabbin' the 40 Posted wit my homies, smoke wit it closely Watchin' you phoney's act like you know me But still stayin' one step ahead of the police Slowly approach we don't stand too close Not even beside me and never behind me Too many robberies got me on paranoid Cokin' my mettle toy Like a hoe watch me point Clear my voice and grip my groin Twist some moist to gettin' bizzy Remedying your homeboys with my homeboys When bustas make a choice, to avoid the game get strange Pull up the snatch and hit the gas pass round the joint I'm passed the point of redemption Reject the stress And slice the vega with a razor and blaze the vega Shake em fifty with my down and filthy native behavior We puts it down in the town where I'm from Nothin' but a g thang in the east maine Smokin dank up in the golden state Tryin' to get paid, watchin' the bitch-made pimp They still stay in the midst of drama Ridaz creep like spidaz On the late nighta but we fightas Timeless ridaz survivors, light the rope pop it at some hoes Can get exposed before those panties drop Its the same one goes down We blow our clouds in the town of Antioch Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb It's like mental that I get lit That icky is my favorite Gotta a cravin' can I shake it She's beggin me to take it Supposed to lift with caution That killas got me coughin' I ain't droppin' and I ain't stoppin' Until them ballas start recroppin' And I'm often gone off that rope And I hope that this dank smoke Will get me lifted, results of my addiction I'm hitting baby crazy Something like daily, and lately I've been feenin' For her love so I spend dubs and fill my lungs Inhale and exhale, indo flows when we Blow hydroponics, havin' none smokers astonished Gone off 50 sacs get polished, I'm hella sauced Tossed off that greenery, with dank clouds in my scenery They seem to be completin' me And I got these bomb sacs Givin' in some dental contact, to all them Smokers that don't smoke and don't know how to react But don't be afraid, when MJ got your thoughts delayed It's just that triple a grade, that steady f*ckin' with your brain I got my flame to my savior, wrapped up in a vega Cuz I love how she tell this to my kickback behavior And I can't stop, won't stop, I smoke pot til my casket drops I love the steady callin' So I gotta drop a 10 spot yea Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb Woodies caught off that those who know me Know I don't smoke weed but them greenbud smokin' homies Keep on forcin the dank up on me What's a soldier to do? The pressure has got me in a predicament They're tellin' me to hit that shit Tellin' me that it's the sticky shit I'm thinkin' damn, it's only herb I'm already perked I'll take one hit, that's it then quit But that's bullsh*t, they get me smokin' the whole spliff So low d, who I be W-double O-die, off that old e That I be barely hittin' on that tall-e, so if you happen To find me high endin' up wit my homeboys Better shake that spot and get off that block That got me paranoid, grippin' a pistol under my jersey Trigger finger ready to yank Got me talkin' twice to a mobile Like my homeboy lil' Nate Bates And now I feel like mobbin' 55 degrees out with that top down In a lark parking thru the Yoc town With the heater on, who's a hog now? That indo got me hella high Smobbin gazin' at the sky Thinkin' back on junior high Me and blackbird side by side Wishin' he was in the ride That bomb that got me teary eyed That bomb that makin' me snap sometimes When I grab my strap prepare to die Whenever I smoke up off this kill? Most of all who wants to chill So when you take a hit of this kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb Don't be afraid of the way you feel Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill Don't be afraid of the way you feel It's the bomb, and it's going on