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(Intro)
Itâs so hard to explain
But itâs one thing for sure baby
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
(Verse)
These niggas used to laugh at us
Now the next persons talkin about our draft status
I fall throughout from them hallways and them track addicts
Piss puddles, syringe needles and glass shattered
A mad tan and my scars hurt
I guess that proves that Iâm on Godâs earth
Pain, torture and hard work
Main sources beyond earth, these hoes found they interest
I pull them chains out like itâs fourth down in inches, yes
Iâve been going for a couple years
Which Iâve been doing for these couple years
Now Iâm back, I know you fuckin scared
I know you mad that Iâm up in here, yea
Iâve escaped them state bars
But now my punches is kinda rusty like Tyson after his rape charge
My eyes shut like Jamie depicted Ray Charles
But I can see clearly them forces that showed me, thanks God
Oh Lord, why do I spit so vividly?
Is this the very reason why these bricks donât mimic me?
You just donât get it B, these niggas donât deserve their life
Rest in peace to my comrades that murdered micâs
Stacks â my comrade that murdered micâs
They gave me more time than that comrad that murdered Mike
Throughout the years Iâve noticed the game changing
I say Iâm born in the 60âs, they thinkin Iâm gangbangin
Nah, Iâm just rollin up a little sour
Little money, little respect, a little power
They found ways to pierce through this little armor on me
Agitate me, degrade me, then press charges on me
I keep it quiet for my friendsâ sake
Was brought to the state pen but I turned it to pent state
I had to learn from the school of the Hard Knox
To get the note of beaty and jewelry in large gaps yea
(Hook)
Iâve been sittin for a couple years
Which Iâve been spending for these couple years, damn
Think Iâve been trippin for these couple years
Ran is back, that is music to my fuckin ears
(Verse)
Ainât no reason you should applaud that
Iâm just a nigga thatâs gonna bring the east coast its balls back
Pause that, of course thatâs that boss rap
Iâm headin for the level where Nas, Jay and Los at
Pardon me but the game is like an authority
Going back ainât a option, thatâs why Iâm rappin retartedly
Ainât no passion apaling me, Iâm stingy like a third grader
Beauty elastics, Iâll probably cop me a fur later
Huh, Feragamoâs in them served flavors
Susanelli spend a 1000 on a third blazer
How I get it, believe me, itâs not the lottery
Iâm fresh out of prison, already I have commodity
Boy was you out when I was lockin it?
Barely no oxygen, thought I had lots of friends
Huh, hard to breathe in the atmosphere
Who can voice they opinion and say that was fair?
Couple times I caught myself being happy dear
Then I woke up and realized why they strapped me there
The bookâs been open but now Iâm hopin to end it
The future is my gift so let me open my present
(Hook)
Iâve been sittin for a couple years
Which Iâve been spending for these couple years, damn
Think Iâve been trippin for these couple years
Ran is back, that is music to my fuckin ears
(Outro)
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
How do it feel?
- Album:
- The Proposal