Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How I Feel, artist - T.I.. Album song The L.I.B.R.A., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Grand hustle
Song language: English
How I Feel |
David, David Banner |
David- |
Not the way I planned it |
Oh, no, no (Oh) |
If you could only know my feelings (Yeah) |
Then you would know how much |
Look (Hey) |
Fuck all that protestin' and marchin' peacefully (Yeah) |
They still gon' find a way to handle us egregiously (Oh) |
Legally, if I may get this shit up off my mind now (Now) |
We born in the battlefield, can’t call no timeout (Yeah) |
Every time now, it’s another one of us lyin' out (Hey) |
Cryin' out, «I can’t breathe"until he dies out (Oh, no) |
Make me at myself, what would you die about? |
I doubt if a nigga been bangin' since junior high |
Let 'em fly, opposition resemblin' you and I (Sheesh) |
Racist cracker, give a fuck about it (Give a fuck about it) |
They never will 'til they start pickin' up a couple bodies (Couple bodies) |
When we got killed, well, there’s some hours, scattered rain shower |
The pain hurt (Oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter, it’s gettin' worse |
(What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me) |
Damn, if I could wish upon a star |
I’ll send a special bullet everywhere you hateful bastards are |
(What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me) |
Pull a string like a Gibson guitar, 'way from afar |
(What else do you want? There’s so much pain on me) |
Slow motion watch it enter your temple and exit your jaw, hmm |
Send you all to Hell with a scar, a conversation piece |
(What else do you want? Please don’t hate on me) |
Hope it maybe leads to a joke when you and Satan speak |
Yeah, you patronizin' us, we waitin' patiently |
Well, you’ll prolly get your life to trade a day with me |
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (Sheesh) |
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (Yeah) |
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with kerosene |
That’s how I’m feelin' |
How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin') |
To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot) |
All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') |
How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') |
To be all alone (Shoot) |
All alone (Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') |
How it feel |
I had a dream me and King saw Zimmerman (Zimmerman) |
We laid low, masked up in a rental van (Rental van) |
He killed a child, body was stiff and twisted, man |
A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man |
How long 'fore the people in the street get tired of the evil, say «Fuck that»? |
(Fuck that) |
How long will they kneel to heel of the state with a foot in the face 'fore |
they bust back? |
(Bust back) |
Won’t be long 'fore agents of the state get ate like steak 'cause the people |
too strong (Too strong) |
Rapture’s comin' one Sunday, it’s blood by Monday, I promise I won’t be long |
(It won’t be long) |
Lame nigga, same nigga, found out crackers had money on his head |
Lame nigga, same nigga, callin' me like, «Michael, I’m scared» |
I, hug that nigga like Michael did Fredo |
Kept it G like my K tho |
Excessive force, leave a nigga no choice but a nigga better shoot his shot, |
fatal (Fatal) |
Bad boy, bad boy, tell me what you gon' do when the police kill your mama? |
(Your mama) |
Fuck that, I follow Obama when he kill the crackers that killed Breonna |
(Breonna) |
I take that charge, stick out my chest, confess to judge, «Your Honor» |
(Your Honor) |
I’m the truth, my ancestors pray for your honor and fuck your mama |
How it feel for me (That's how I’m feelin') |
To be all alone (That's how I’m feelin', shoot) |
All alone (Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') |
How it feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') |
To be all alone (Shoot) |
All alone |
How it feel |
'Til the brawl finished, but we all been in |
Niggas superhero, can you call in it? |
In an' out problems, never solved any |
But we got the work down to Albany |
Keep a long order, it’s a tall order |
Murder after murder, people y’all killing’s |
Our aunts, uncles, our grandchildren |
Can’t ask for it, gotta take that shit |
Ain’t no repentance, eye for an eye, we want our vengeance |
Life for a life, he kill your fiancée, kill his wife |
Same for his father, generations of sons and daughters |
It’s hard to stomach, they say I sound like Ali Mohammed |
I say you got me, we livin' under these fuckin' Nazis |
What you expected? |
People riot, then you respect it? |
And a split decision, gotta pick a side with this division |
But we ain’t fit for livin', we can’t protect our women and children |
Man, we get sick, that Jake gon' give us some Clorox as Penicillin (Ha) |
Experimentin' in Tuskegee, showed me you would deceive me (Forreal) |
As the city burned down and the night fall |
'96 Impala, we just bouncin' like it’s ball |
This ain’t the '90s, and the youngings, I ain’t scared, y’all |
The water boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (Oh) |
I tell 'em plot plans, strategize, organize (Yeah) |
Immobilize a secret army and stay unified |
How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
(That's how I’m feelin') |
To be all alone |
(That's how I’m feelin', all alone, shoot) |
All alone, yeah |
(Fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') |
How it feel for me |
(Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I’m feelin') |
(How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
To be all alone (Shoot) |
(How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
All alone |
(Now fuck that shit, that’s how I’m feelin') |
How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
(I mean the truth is) |
To be all alone |
(I'm a human, you a human, skin color aside, riddle me this) |
All alone, yeah (How dare I speak pace to a manic?) |
How it feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
(The fuck does that make me? I mean, you motherfuckers can bend your knees man) |
To be all alone (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel) |
(Fold your hands and your Bibles and pray as much as you motherfuckin' want but) |
All alone |
The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity |
That was given to us by our oppressor |
So you continue to follow that, you continue to follow them |
I be goddamned |
I tell you what, nigga, you see me down bad, motherfucker on my ass |
Nigga, don’t fail me, nigga, help me, nigga |
I’m tellin' you that, nigga, while I’m right here, nigga |
Nigga, I’d do the same for you |
No cap, nigga |
That bullshit ain’t 'bout nothin' |