Feel Me

Bun B, Smif‐n‐Wessun, Rockness Monsta, Pete Rock

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I just want you to feel me on this one Feel this You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Feel me on this one Can you? Yeah, feel me on this one Uh Full package us I just want you to Feel me on this one Feel this You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Feel me on this one Can you? Yeah, feel me on this one Uh Full package us I just want you to Bottle of Merlot and a four-fifth Big beard, tattoo face, who I rep? You could be the genie in a bottle Jack in the box, stiffer than a model I'm what the blocks made me Defense impregnable, gun game crazy Can't wait 'til the word get back And I assure Shroz how ignorant the mack act I stand chain out, with the flamer If it don't kill ya, definitely maim ya I mean really do a number Sit you down for a half if not the whole summer My nephew asked if I wanna see him get like I.L.I. Shroz, true G, I told him get right I fell asleep in the Porsche behind the wheel Woke up comin' off the wall and that's real I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked The rhyme gravel, I'm high, the mind travel Defy Daryl, your eye'll be nine barrel Like Sean Barrow, the cannon under the camel I'm focused, look into the eye of a sparrow Drop vowels in rhyme battles Snatch the crown off a king, have crooks in your castles Like Roy Hobbs with a bat, duke, I'm a natural And my apparel is all black when I get at you It's rap to fire when rappin', avoid the shrapnel Pen precision, I should write with a scalpel The surgeon general carve lyrical statues And I'm original, I ain't like other rap dudes Act rude, spit facts holdin' my cashews Cash rules, I don't like rules, guess I'm irrational A jackass to act new, I'ma smack you Ax you, clap you, sniffin' us and that's who I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked It's just one man, one gun, one clip, one trigger One second to die and that's comin' from one nigga Stand back, I'm the one man Delta Force Wanna play cowboy? The heater'll melt your horse Pull up on a nigga block in a mail truck Mailbag hangin' with the nina in it well tucked Ring your doorbell, package for signin' Soon as you open the door I split your back with the nine My binocular shine so I ain't gotta wear the chain often I crack your hard-ass head and let your brains soften Nigga my mama ain't raise no suckers Don't make me leave your forehead on your Chuckers Motherfucker said a tornado hit Brooklyn Nah, that was just me son, but good lookin' What you got cookin'? Bitch nigga fricassee Trill O.G., I give a fuck what a nigga say I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked Surprise, nigga, this the Mr. Monster Man Rocco Monster man Gato, but don't try Monster man scar your fam pronto Monster man hard to ban me, you hear me? I pop toast With a squad of marauders bangin' hard for that guap though I got crash test dummies that blast sket for me Do anything I tell 'em 'bout some cash bread money Jabs said he bummy, now that nigga bummy fly Fast cheddar comin' in from keepin' you rap junkies high The beat bodyin' serial song slaughterer So long suckers, I do the same shit to all of y'all Handle a biscuit, animalistic Your man and your bitch get blamed in the hip for ampin' this shit Go 'head, you feel lucky? Go ahead, approach the God Videotape this shit for an episode of Scarred Niggas think they slick, we more greasy Fuck a license to ill, my boy's beastie I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked I need you to feel me without hands on this one This really where I stand on this one If it ain't clear to lay ain't no get slumped Got plans to get bucked I just want you to feel me on this one Feel this You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Feel me on this one Can you? Yeah, feel me on this one Uh Full package us I just want you to Feel me on this one Feel this You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Feel me on this one Can you? Yeah, feel me on this one Uh Full package us I just want you to