Mcbyrdy X - Feeling It

You feeling it
They feeling it when I'm spitting it
On the internet
Or I'm cooking us up the kitchen piff
You feeling it
World need to know what the mitten is
Whole hood toor up
Need to see where the children live
Look
Where people talk about Eminem
Where people lost in the sauce
Popping pills like they m&ms
Uh
Heard they pheaning for cinnamon
Chop dog food up for the dealers who dealing it
Yea
Lately been on some DILLA shit
My music priceless
It worth than a million
They almost kill my mama so I'm serious
Spraying lama like I'm Morpheus
Cause I'm furious
Kill em all with words I'm a lyricist
Work been critically claimed caused I'm lyrical
The Byrd been spiritually saved
Cause I'm spiritual
Things I've seen in my days
I've seen Miracles
Grandma food carried the minerals
The men in my crew we all grew to be generals
I ain't got time for fake shit Or subliminals
Busy trying to dodge the jakes
When you a criminal
Gotta get it cross the states It get critical
Haters love talk on the screen
They so digital
I'm just trying feed y'all something
That y'all can listen to

Hustled thru the wire
For the cattle form the herd
Always writing used to battle on the curve
Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd
Always had a feeling but I had come wit words
To put it out
I had to put it out

Hustled thru the wire
For the cattle form the herd
Always writing used to battle on the curve
Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd
Always had a feeling but I had come wit words
To put it out
I had to put it out

You ain't never live it if you never felt doubt
They will never get how long a nigga held out
Set up in the kitchen I will never tell how
They would come & get it right before I sold out
Uncle had pounds
Pia sold birds
Can't forget Donald he ain't never get a turn
Died for the love
He ain't even get murked
Caught tears from his mama
Saw my homie in a hearse
Couldn't understand the feeling
But you feel it when it hurt
Always hard to manage putting family in the dirt
Sad to say to make it worse
I'm rocking homies on my shirts
Spending money from the gutter
Cause we got it from the dirt
Manny used to splurge
Lord we used Annie on the Erb
Now we got our families in the burbs
Managing the erg
To leave the speeding life
And never swerve
I never had to lie about the work
Remember when I put that money in mama purse
Knuckles in the fire
Only way I could've learned
To put it out

Hustled thru the wire
For the cattle form the herd
Always writing used to battle on the curve
Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd
Always had a feeling but I had come wit words
To put it out
I had to put it out

Hustled thru the wire
For the cattle form the herd
Always writing used to battle on the curve
Hung out with the killers even tho I was a nerd
Always had a feeling but I had come wit words
To put it out
I had to put it out

Written by:
Curtiss Jackson II, Oba Rowland

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