Feeling It

You feeling it They feeling it when I'm spitting it On the internet Or I'm cooking us up the kitchen piff You feeling it World need to know what the mitten is Whole hood toor up Need to see where the children live Look Where people talk about Eminem Where people lost in the sauce Popping pills like they m&ms Uh Heard they pheaning for cinnamon Chop dog food up for the dealers who dealing it Yea Lately been on some DILLA shit My music priceless It worth than a million They almost kill my mama so I'm serious Spraying lama like I'm Morpheus Cause I'm furious Kill em all with words I'm a lyricist Work been critically claimed caused I'm lyrical The Byrd been spiritually saved Cause I'm spiritual Things I've seen in my days I've seen Miracles Grandma food carried the minerals The men in my crew we all grew to be generals I ain't got time for fake shit Or subliminals Busy trying to dodge the jakes When you a criminal Gotta get it cross the states It get critical Haters love talk on the screen They so digital I'm just trying feed y'all something That y'all can listen to Hustled thru the wire For the cattle form the herd Always writing used to battle on the curve Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd Always had a feeling but I had come wit words To put it out I had to put it out Hustled thru the wire For the cattle form the herd Always writing used to battle on the curve Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd Always had a feeling but I had come wit words To put it out I had to put it out You ain't never live it if you never felt doubt They will never get how long a nigga held out Set up in the kitchen I will never tell how They would come & get it right before I sold out Uncle had pounds Pia sold birds Can't forget Donald he ain't never get a turn Died for the love He ain't even get murked Caught tears from his mama Saw my homie in a hearse Couldn't understand the feeling But you feel it when it hurt Always hard to manage putting family in the dirt Sad to say to make it worse I'm rocking homies on my shirts Spending money from the gutter Cause we got it from the dirt Manny used to splurge Lord we used Annie on the Erb Now we got our families in the burbs Managing the erg To leave the speeding life And never swerve I never had to lie about the work Remember when I put that money in mama purse Knuckles in the fire Only way I could've learned To put it out Hustled thru the wire For the cattle form the herd Always writing used to battle on the curve Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd Always had a feeling but I had come wit words To put it out I had to put it out Hustled thru the wire For the cattle form the herd Always writing used to battle on the curve Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd Always had a feeling but I had come wit words To put it out I had to put it out