Lyrics The Feels - Marlon Craft

The Feels

Oh my God, what does it do?
Oh my Lord, I don’t know you
Doing the work don’t scare me
It took a lot of pain just to paint these words
It’s pouring whiskey
And it took a lot of rain just to make me swerve
My God, my patience slim
I’ve been watching the Knicks lose games all year
I don’t have time for the fake my dear
Everybody got a dream, I’m a make mine clear
Yes Lord, see I came to deliver all the change
In the middle of the anguish and bitterness exchanged
In the riddles of the language, and little men with big banks, shit stanks
Every verse fire, I ain’t never had a mistake, no
I was so mad now I feel so pure
I’m a need a couple of Coronas for my couple of personas
Each one gonna need around four, my Lord
It’s just one of them feelings
I don’t need a mag I’m a source of the vibe
I don’t need a dab, a report to get high
Come take a little drag of these portraits of mine
Thought I coulda lost me, almost got me on my heels
All my people by me said they got me, keep it real
I’m like whoa
They got me in the feels
I’m like whoa
This shit got me in the feels
So pass the cup, we don’t celebrate
We don’t ask for much, we don’t dwell the hate
We got so much soul, we won’t seldom make
I got so much hope, I won’t ever wait
I’m like whoa
It got me in the feels
I’m like whoa
This shit got me in the feels
Yeah, it’s that shit that you lost
And it’s that feeling that you get when you forget just what your stop is
You so lost up in the music that you can’t conceal your posture
Everybody looking at you, someone get that boy a doctor, Lord
But see I’ve been searching for a couple of years
I done rode this train with a couple of fears
But now I’m finally starting to get comfortable here
If I had a boombox I’d be pumping it here
Said oh my God, can a young man feel free?
America, take your hands off me
See, all I see is technology
Filled with sex, money, greed and the fame
You and I need to find when we bleed just the same
They tell me to hate you and we feel the pain, not them
Not today, 'cause the vibe too strong
Gone rock today, but the pride too long, hypocrisy
Can’t survive my storm, we gone ride this train
We gone find new songs, I swear
Thought I coulda lost me, almost got me on my heels
All my people by me said they got me, keep it real
I’m like whoa
They got me in the feels
I’m like whoa
This shit got me in the feels
So pass the cup, we don’t celebrate
We don’t ask for much, we don’t dwell the hate
We got so much soul, we won’t seldom make
I got so much hope, I won’t ever wait
I’m like whoa
It got me in the feels
I’m like whoa
This shit got me in the feels
TTE2
Hey there, you’re that young man that gave me that dollar earlier, ain’t you?
Yeah man that’s me
Now why you looking so dazed and confused young blood, what’s on your mind?