| Peep game
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| Trials and Tribulations, Different Situations
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| It’s all in the game, you gotta feel me, know what I’m sayin', My nigga Fat Pat
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| in the house…
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| But for right now, Al-D representin'…
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| Now Mama said I grew up just too rough, and I’ll never forget the first time a
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| brotha got handcuffed
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| Hardheaded no denying, and it hurt me so bad when mama started crying
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| And it just got worst in time, Cuz in The Ghetto fool, it ain’t nothing but
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| crime
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| Growing up in the midst of hard times G, I seen, real niggas get stranded into
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| straight up fiends
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| And the more I grew, more niggas got subtracted from reality and still can’t
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| kick the habit
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| I hung deep in the slums, where they slung rocks to come up
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| Cooler than Fonzie, Cap backwards, with my thumb up
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| Candy cig in my mouth, pants sagging
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| Strapped with slingshots, with eight locs tagged it (?)
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| Shooting windows out my neighbors home and laughed about it later on,
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| on the phone
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| Ughh Ughh, Yeah, Yeah, Ughh, Ughh, That’s right, That’s right…
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| Can You Feel Me Now
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| Yeah, Yeah, That’s right, That’s right… Come on, Come on… Can You Feel Me Now
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| Yeah, Yeah, Ughh, Ughh, That’s right, That’s right, Can You Feel Me Now,
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| Feel Me Now
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| Fat Pat:
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| Baby, Keep Ya Head Up, even though you strugglin'
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| Caught Up In The Rapture, gotta keep hustlin'
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| Put your faith in God, Against All Odds
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| I gotta survive, It’s hard as hell, to walk a straight line
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| But I put it in his hands, cuz I know that the man
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| Watches over me, to make sure it goes as plan
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| And I know that I’m wrong doing the things I do
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| Not spending enough time with Pat number two
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| But to lay it on the line, I gotta put it down
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| So my son can live rich, before he turn nine
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| Staying down on my grind, putting the past behind
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| When haters and hoes, yeah they all talk down
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| Yeah, it’s Money Over Bitches and that’s M.O.B
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| Every (?) paper chasing Fat Pat and C. B
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| Yeah release me to the world, so that they can see
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| How I capitalized on The Game and be a G
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| Ugh, Ughh, Yeah, Yeah, Ugh, Ugh, Yeah, Can You Feel Me Now? |
| Feel Me Now
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| Yeah, Yeah, Ugh, Ugh, That’s right, That’s right, Can You Feel Me Now?
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| Feel Me Now
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| Yeah, Yeah, Ugh, Ugh, That’s right, That’s right, Can You Feel Me Now?
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| Feel Me Now
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| Yeah, Yeah, That’s right, That’s right, Can You Feel Me Now? |
| Feel Me Now
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| Lil Keke:
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| No kisses, No Hugs
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| I was labelled a Scrub
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| I pushed and shoved, For neighborhood love
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| Preached out Dubs (?), played in Clubs
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| Politics and Drugs, It’s a nation of thugs
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| That’s love, be getting shot at
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| But they never amaze me, I ain’t sick, lame, or lazy
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| But stressed got me crazy
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| Trials and Tribulations, Different Situations
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| The chip on my shoulder, made me realize I’m older
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| Got up, Got with it, cuz I had to get it
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| Some chips, flip chips, and multiply my digits (?)
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| It was real, wanted a deal, but nobody signed me
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| But now I got the whole wide world behind me, Can you feel me?
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| Ughh Ughh, Yeah, Yeah, That’s right, That’s right… Can You Feel Me Now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can You Feel Me , by - Lil Keke. Song from the album Don't Mess Wit Texas, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп