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How It Feel?

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Yessur! aha
New P
Hey!
go get 'em

yo,

1]
Mearle maire, club
Asorted flavours, in solatos
Inspire minds, stacked by Nato's
With the right determination of a
Running 'cross the water bricks at his poncho
Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock
Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my
I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams
Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, shoot it up
See me on the TV, the they 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 Judge
With my men and ?? I know you Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
But he clowned me and told me my money's free-doughs
Now the Enzo go up like a Dilo
Reon, same song from my man Nigo
SLR, when the doors go up like a fresh elle jar
Nigga we boss, he not get hot, he too frost
Yessur...

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

We picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get cake right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you 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 is the rock and rolly
one on my staff with a new pro-chromy
If they priest need the mention that I've been
But a force be the where critics are written
He dresses insane where his music
Ask anyone from and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year
But you guess who's in insanity chair
Now it ain't what I want
Still through my life like a drug-star porn
It's one to say you did it
It's one thing to lie about 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 prettiest faces off of our nature
I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got like NASA
And it'll make me happy buy a Sattle
Unlike my sister Stacy when she her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and to trap-uh
John could do, when with true
A man dies, born, as far as Peru
a simple proof between us and imposters
We hop in the air, and don't what it costs us
Now I'm with NERD with a pit full of
I guess you could say we fly like saucers
at niggas, with classing and figure
The and class whippers
The mag ripper
Go 'head and say it (you a ass nigga)
Yessur!

Nigga you don't me...