Cellus Hamilton & BlessThePen & Trubl3 - Righteous Feelings

Truble
I swear it’s a lot questions I been wrestling
Like Jacob in the desert
He don’t know he in the presence of the G
Cause we was all in Romans
With the brodies
Talking righteousness
And all the likes of it
But what that got to do with me
Cause I just had Bacardi at the party
With a pretty young thang
Running game like a doggy off the leash
Still bent
Suited up
Harvey Dent
In the church saying cheese
But I look a little different on the streets
But how come I don’t do it if I know better
I don’t know what love is
Just the four letters
Swear I wake up
Tryna kick the urge to curb
Got me drifting from the Word
But my soul endeavour
Stepping out the boat
And walking to you through the stormy weather
Married to the game
In the ring fighting for the better
Feel it’s back to square one
Every time I mess up
Over shoulders looking out in case the karma catch up
I’m righteous even though I don’t feel like it
I was made in the image of the God
What an insult it is when I start
To think that I could do a better job at the law
God came down and fulfilled it
But told everybody that I killed it
So now they think I’m perfect
But I still feel guilty
He was so clean
But for me He got filthy
Ain’t a fair trade
I ain’t even do nun right
He stopped wars
But I still start fights
He went low
But I still get high
I dodged death
But He gave his life
Me and God both feel like we so fake
He know He aint sin
And I know I ain’t saint
But I’ma take the gift that He died just to give
And live like everyday somebody died
Cause they did
Nowhere near good
But I’ma get it
Nowhere near done
But I’ma finish
I been on the run
On the run fighting long nights
When you got faith
You don’t listen to ya feelings
Nowhere near good
But I’ma get it
Nowhere near done
But I’ma finish
I been on the run
On the run fighting long nights
When you got faith
You don’t listen to ya feelings
Something in the air I don’t feel good
(Feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good)
Life tryna 2Pac the dog but I don’t feel Suge
(Feel Suge, feel Suge)
Used to think I was only capable of only wrong
Yeah it's true but I still stood
(Still stood)
Ten toes
Way I endured
So even when I’m going through I’m getting to it
This here not just vision but it’s clear and fluid
The sky the bluest
And still a limit
Pen problems at the neck
Like a diamond pendant
Boy from the gutter
Nah his mind just in it
Wanna rise to the top
Gotta mind ya business
And own it like Oprah Winfrey
No more bidding
Time is ticking
Change position
Had to pivot
And when seconds on the clock
Tick tick best believe it’s the Mamba instinct
Swish
Shoulder shrugs to the opposition
Knew I’d win it was all a given
While some called it gimmick
Pop took the charge
On and off the court like a co defendant
So it's not a spur of the moment huh
Been hot like a parka in the summer
Word to Tony
Vision twenty twenty Ginobli
Was down bad I’m up now
Death to the old me
Pen
Nowhere near good
But I’ma get it
Nowhere near done
But I’ma finish
I been on the run
On the run fighting long nights
When you got faith
You don’t listen to ya feelings
Nowhere near good
But I’ma get it
Nowhere near done
But I’ma finish
I been on the run
On the run fighting long nights
When you got faith
You don’t listen to ya feelings

Written by:
Josiah Vega, Marcellius Hamilton, Sean Pickett

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