HOW I FEEL BY KAMIKAZE LOON
Verse1. How I feel-good no appeal-cause I'm too real-to feel bad about the real-some believe in Jesus or Allah-others believe in dollars-or Prada-or getting bossed up & tossed up-that's how they feel real-I sport a appeal-that can't be denied-like new D.N.A evidence that states I did not do the crime-how I feel about fakes imitating me?-you ask a question that's been asked indefinitely-it's Heaven Sent Gee-so I'm a ride with God clout-the Golden Angel's post on my 9 clouds-keeping them baccstabbing devil's tied down-I stunt like d**h Defy 4 Da Town-no need to cry now-so cold I ain't got no aqua ducts in my eyes-you ask why?they been froze-long time ago-no joy does that to ya you know?-another Super Bowl-only my 4th out as an adult in the Free Globe-amongst my street people
Verse2. How I feel trump tight-just to be in da Onez alive-A walk in Da Park-whether it's light or it's dark-cold or hot-in da pen or da blocc-it don't matter I'm with my God-I feel poor folks plight-I been broke all my life-don't be mad at me I can relate to you all-nowadays I'm just trying to stay on da ball-going against all odds-just trying to stay even Steven is a hard job-my heart throbs-when a mark sobs-I'm from dat Park Mob-so these bark guaps-won't halt or stop-don't fall when you top-cuz if you do all that was for nothing at all lop-
Verse3. How I feel good enough to wake up and feel alright-I can't complain I been on both sides all my life-half on the streets half on the inside-I done seen it all like The Third eye-with these own two plus chamelion eyes-no dead eye-just alive eyes-why?-cuz I see life-from the 180 line-to the street side-I gotta get mines-that's how I feel-I'm tired of living dead ill-so now I'm writing down my thoughts-like in the cellblock-& staying off the Hellblock-by working from the tilt-with the best feel-that's how I feel