Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How You Feel, artist - Statik Selektah. Album song Lucky 7, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.07.2015
Record label: Duck Down, Showoff
Song language: English
How You Feel |
I say you are, you are, are |
You are, you are, are… are |
What’s a God to a queen |
And what is a facade to a dream |
When all I really gotta do is stick by what I needed and achieve it |
I’m never reach it, could always dead you like a cadaver |
Start a new chapter in the new region |
Over and over, it’s just the same situation |
And roller coaster, tell you that I hate this |
Cause if it wasn’t for your eyes so divine |
I wouldn’t even tolerate this, huh |
Wouldn’t even have this conversation, huh |
Said you wanted space, so I gave you the consolations |
But it was never enough, don’t call my bluff |
Never what was the original plan, since the origin of man |
I just want trips to Japan, need some excitement in my life |
Been plotting for a minute, since an infant |
I knew that that would be infinite |
But maybe you don’t get it, so give me a second to explain |
Let me board This Plane, I look back at this place |
Like I’ll never be bored again |
Cause I gotta look out for me |
I gotta do it for the people that was doubting me |
I gotta go, I gotta hit the road |
Cause you are, you are, are |
You are, you are, are… are |
Should I keep it all to myself |
Cause you can’t be up on a pedestal, if I’m just on a Shelf |
I got the eye of the tiger, you know I’m gonna give him |
This my friend quickly turned into Judas now |
Can I trust now, now, now |
In this city of Gotham influence |
They got him started from the middle not the bottom |
Gotta give yourself some credits sometime |
I swear when the winning start there will be sunshine |
But unto wait for us, victorious upon the front line |
But I’m from Brooklyn so I don’t even gotta remind you |
The only time you get me back is when you hit the rewind |
Lined up all of my plans until I get reclined |
Right next to a Frigidaire, spit so hot but so cold |
This kind of Frigidaire sorry gotta disappear |
Because first you dis, but now there’s disted |
You going to miss this |
Young adult, ignorant bliss |
But in the meantime blow this spliff, and just get lit |