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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 they
young minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a
Running 'cross the with bricks at his poncho
like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold
Vanity stings, I die when the holy father hands me my wings
When I was yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams
Giving me like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up
See me on the TV, the cuties wanna fuck
presidental and plus, they 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' to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he clowned me and me that my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo doors go up a Dilo
Reon, same song from my man Nigo
SLR, the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

My close your eyes,
Just picture you're self holdin' pies
a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that the skies
you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better yet, dawg, tell me how you feel
...How you feel

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 burn it, it, learn it, now watch you take flight
...My how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

2]
Nigga you know me
I'm Howard Hues, part horny, part holy
First trip on the ramp is the and rolly
Keep one on my staff a new pro-chromy
If priest need the mention that I've been biten
But a force be the where critics are written
He dresses where his music admire
Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity you like can of the year
But you guess who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
Still thumbing through my life like a drug-star
one thing to say you did it
It's one to lie about your didgits
It's one thing to say you live it
It's another for you to admit it
But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space NASA
And it'll me happy buy yourself a Sattle
Unlike my Stacy when she lost her papa
I there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, when surrounded with
A man dies, baby born, as far as
It's a simple proof us and imposters
We hop in the air, and care what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD a pit full of Martians
I guess you could say that we fly like
at niggas, with classing and figure
The cash and class
The mag ripper
Go and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...