Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Music, artist - Ess Vee. Album song The Veelude, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.09.2011
Record label: Ess Vee
Song language: English
Feel Music |
So tell me how you feel |
So tell me how you feel |
So tell me how you feel |
So tell me how you feel |
(Uh) |
I keep my eyes open even when they shut closed |
Knowing that I rather go ahead and trust foes |
Friends are enemies and enemies are family members |
At the end of the day its all hidden agendas |
So I zone out, you should give it a try |
The only time I seen it rain is when my sister cried |
No dollar bills, I know about them dollar wars |
Whether you spend it or save it, just know its never yours |
(Think about it) and its hard to stay respectful |
When they all up in your face and that chase getting stressful |
Try to keep your pace cuz this race is getting mental |
And they wanna take your place so your space is where they get you, look |
The only thing that I have is this music |
Take that away, in a day watch me lose it |
So you really wanna know how I’m feelin'? |
Just turn this up until the bass rips thru the ceiling |
So I sit there, and just close my eyes |
Then I zone out, let melody ride |
This is that chill music |
This is that tell me how u feel music |
All you wanna catch is a high |
With a 2×5 in the passenger side |
This is that chill music |
This is that tell me how u feel music |
So tell me how you feel? |
I know you’re lost thinkin' about the real huh |
So tell me how you feel? |
I know you’re lost thinkin' about the real huh |
Now quite Frankly I’m floatin' in the Ocean |
Novacane feelin drownin' with my eyes open |
You kno the same feelin, starin' at the sky hopin' |
'Cuz ur feel ur souls broken, & u have no emotions |
So I grab myself a pen, and jot it on the closest paper |
The ones who call themselves your friends be the closest haters |
And they ask me why I walk around solo |
'Cuz you all fancy, I’m the opposite of Soho |
And how I feel right now it doesn’t even matter |
'Cuz any shots thrown I just take it as flatter |
So quit the chit chatter, I ain’t here for a convo |
Yeah I’m from Jersey I rock hard, no Bon Jo |
And it feels like I’m bungie jumping |
No matter how much I dropped I always came back to nothing |
Food for thought, I’m gonna serve the meal |
When your done eatin', then you tell me how you gonna feel |