The Feeling (Explicit)

The Feeling (Explicit) - K.A.A.N./Big Ghost Ltd

Lyrics by：K.A.A.N.

Uh huh

Yes lawd

Knowledge n***a

Uh huh

They call us overlords and overseers

The pen's a razor blade under the

Tongue like Birdie if you tryna see us

See if you ask me I'm a ****ing genius

'Cause Einstein bloodline running through my veins can you believe it

Achievement's all I think about **** what you talking 'bout

There's chalk around the paper

When I write my mind is gunning down

No dumbing down just double dutch

Entendres 'bout to tag you in

Went Hulkamaniac now we wrassling pulling tricks silly rabbit

This ridiculous bastard relentlessly ravages anything that he steps on

I'm pure not diluted don't confuse this for average nonsense

Bang this **** 'til you go deaf

I represent for the hopeless

I was right when they went left

Outta sight outta mind that's the way that we keep 'em

Quiet is kept

A n***a been pressed but nevertheless

I levelled the field

My **** is realer than competition

What I do I can paint you a picture

I know you won't like it

Invite ya to judge

I don't want opinions so won't you keep 'em to yourself lawd

Ooh let go

I get the feeling something is off

I can feel it

Look you n***as think you wise but none the lesser

The young professor preaching press up at the speech impress ya

Decisive measures through these recent pressures

These devious tactics don't pivot the

Euro-step from the topic that's called traveling

I could justify while you tripping your head's been in the clouds

I juxtaposed the jump and jabbed your jugular with a javelin

Take you down a peg or two introduce to reality

Wherein two days there was fourteen black women abducted

Not seen on your television think outside of the box

Try to use common sense that's if you have any left

It seems like nowadays the more you say the less they listen

People talk

Form their own opinions then

Project that to the whole world

I'm still in survival mode

Busta Rhymes with a spliff saw

Like it's spliff mode

Potential in my voice when I speak like Big's demo

See most these n***as garbage and guardian

I'm Marcus Garvey and Gotti

Mixed with a bit of Gandhi

And a hit of ganja just to top

It off I'm ****ing gone

****ing gone

****ing gone

****ing gone

I get the feeling something is off

I can feel it

Ooh let go

I get the feeling something is off