Another night in Harlem... Freezing my a** off as the wind chills...
(Verse 1)
Images flashing of a ba*tards
Dying pa**ion
In the pa**enger side of the Challenger
The scavenger, got the big hammer like he's Gallagher
Whole different caliber, soul split barometers
Pampering babies since the 80's lately changing
sh** is crazy how we pursued freedom but received
Free doom
But it's cool as long as we j**eled
Oh sh** this is only the prelude?
Gotta calm down, relax on the track
RatPack in the back, fat sacks in a gla**
So you get toasted, no jam or Alize
And we found a way to get you off your legs like a Matinée
How you say we vein like syringes
Lights are dim and your faith diminished
If you talking race, in this place
You'll probably finish but never as victor!
(Hook)
Here I go again
Doing the same old dance, tryna change your plans
Don't know if it makes sense but
I know it feels good
(Verse 2)
It's the indubious, Rap Artist
I'm proving it, Back Down
You losing it, Break Down
Your nucleus
Rearrange your neutrons and protons
Improve my design like Ultron, I go... Hard
Like a virgin's first time
Jerking it to p**no flicks or porking it to Portishead
Imported from the poorest of the Orphanage
You don't see this as an abortion kid? Put a cork in it
I wine and dine on my girl until she cries out
You are what you eat, aight then let's find out
I put all you baby rappers on time out
I make reverends run screaming this is MY HOUSE
Wild out with your boy McFly
Who the f** you know who gets this live
Take my last name I'ma get this right
You could stick me for my watch, can't get my... Time
(Hook)
Here I go again
Doing the same old dance, tryna change your plans
Don't know if it makes sense but
I know it feels good
(Bridge)
Feels good
Know it, know it, know it, know it
Feels good
Feels good
Feels good
Know it, know it, know it, know it
(Verse 3)
Barry Gordy Blue Moon Equinox
Second thoughts of Popeyes chicken pot pies
Since we locked eyes
You caught flies when I bu*tered you up
And now, I'm up in your guts
No way of summing it up!
No conjuring a jury on this journey
No worries or fury, better hurry
Before we Bush you
And George engorged by the Force
So we had to push you back to the edge like
(Hook)
Here I go again
Doing the same old dance, tryna change your plans
Don't know if it makes sense but
I know it feels good