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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, muchacho
Asorted flavours, in solatos
Inspire minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right of a patho
'cross the water with bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot it's bussin' my glock hold
stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity
Giving me music drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties wanna fuck
Both presidental and plus, hoop it up
Got more hits in his zip, who want
I can go back in time, you be Eato
my men and ?? I know you thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand with no remote
it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he clowned me and told me that my money's
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, same some from my man Nigo
SLR, when the go up it's like a fresh elle jar
we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My nigga close eyes,
Just picture you're self holdin' pies
Impliment a and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the
Don't you see, I know shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, tell me how you feel
...How you dawg?

We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this cake
As I serve it, you just it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My nigga how it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm Howard Hues, part horny, part holy
First trip on the is the rock and rolly
Keep one on my staff with a new
If they priest need the mention that I've biten
But a be the chocolate where critics are written
He dresses insane where his admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity you like can of the year
But you should guess who's in chair
Now it ain't about I want
Still thumbing through my life like a drug-star
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie your didgits
It's one thing to say that you it
another for you fuckers to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the faces that's off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted me at my house, I got space like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John could do, when with true
A man dies, baby born, as far as
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm with with a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say we fly like saucers
Zapping at niggas, with classing and
The cash and class
The thrashing mag
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you know me...