Lyrics The Feel Reel - Sene, Sly5thAve

The Feel Reel

Feel…
When everyone’s wrong
You don’t see any right
You gotta ask «what's real?»
Feel…
With all of the fakes
Amongst all of the snakes
You gotta find what’s real
You gotta paint it like a bo post rain
When the clouds broke way
And the sun hit a child like a pops that drank
You feel a lot that way
In order cheap thrill don’t equal
The feeling when the crowd vibrates
It is allah’s way
And I feel it more than Lala’s way
From New York west to drive-by state
We about that way
If I don’t feel it than I can’t fucks with it
I try to tell them and they just don’t get it
Don’t get me twisted I’m all for lettuce but
I be on some «where the burger at and where the bread is?»
And if there isn’t no one, then you best to go and get it
Ain’t nobody feel your hunger like you feel it
Homie bed it
The road is how I eat but know Brooklyn where my bed is in
Though I love to travel nowhere a place I felt this
You gotta feel it though
Pops feel it heel to toe
Just so we can feel the stove
Story of the middle loaf
Still a close feeling that I’m feeling so
'Til I feel as real as HOV for sickly individuals
Stack those residuals
So after I can build a home
And I need a stove too
Now I gotta fill my own
Rubbing sticks, throwing stones where I’m at
Rocking fitted hats, never open toes
When it’s hot as hell, some of y’all can feel the cold
Account of all the hearts broken
Holding all the hearts frozen
Over open flames, try’na change, split cigars open
Another real, walking through the field
On some shit that you can feel
Message:
Feel the rain pouring on you without looking for something to hide under
Feel the sunrays blasting you in the face without hiding behind them sucka-ass
shades
Feel the pain even when it isn’t yours
Feel the glory even when you lost
Live life 'bout how you want to, not how someone wants you to
Be the only one to fill your shoes and the only one to feel them too
Be used, but still feel new
Nomsayin?