Horseshoe Gang - Feelin' Ourselves lyrics

(Intro: Julius Luciano) Uh, Ah, Aight this how I'ma do it though Aight, We a fan of a lot of MC's Famous MC's you know what I'm sayin'? But uh, We like some of the biggest fans of uh, ourselves, right So on this sh**, We feelin' ourselves So uh, I'ma just say some of the sh** my n***as said and pa** Like verses in, and songs and sh** Ay, that n***a Demetrius said, he was like... (Verse 1: Julius Luciano) We the best spittin', best livin' or dead I write fly sh** like kites sent to the feds To battle n***as inside prison; Listen I've been spittin' them d**h sentences for a life sentencin', yup! n***as die behind bars, I mean die behind sh** that I said I guess I'm like Mike Vick in the head I k** n***as who think they bite vicious But you a female, dog, that's why y'all like b**hin instead (Verse 2: Demetrius Capone) Yeah, yeah that was cool, that was some cool bars i said back in the Back in the day That n***a Kenny was cold though, he was like, uh... Yo, Don't blame me for my insanity, blame humanity, I'm a human in distress, yep Life is handing me tragedies, I don't think she's a fan of me But she finna be fannin' me while I'm under my canopy Handin' me an iced tea with a lemon squeeze and it's sweet Almost as sweet as that'll be I'mma make it reality, bet yet 'Til then I'll speak as bad as a d**h threat And flatten n***as out like a bed set (Verse 3: Julius Luciano) Okay, check it; What Dice said is uh... Whack MCs I hate y'all like I hate black cops Operate in all black, Black Ops You f*ggots get merked, put your fam in the dirt When I grip the snub, you'll be missin' son, Amber Alert I'm a superhero but I don't need no sidekick I don't need no psychic, the scope on my gun's a crystal ball, I see your life is In the zoom, pistol croon like Peabo Bryson I send you to hell, then your crew, y'all get reunited (Verse 4: Andrew "Dice" Deniro) Yeah, you know what that little n***a Kenny said? He say... If a n***a got beef he can talk to my piece Play like snitches n***a; talk to the heat I'll treat a trigger like Charmin and squeeze You n***as must be p**y since you are what you eat (Verse 5: Demetrius Capone) Yeah n***a you took it way back with that one Yeah, but tell me where these bars come from?... My n***a listen to this verse and see why I'm on some co*ky sh** Won't stop grinding ‘til my bills on some Cosby sh** I wish you would try to rob me for my rocky wrist I swing on n***as over ice on some hockey sh** I come out to play when the day's finished See the gauge in a vague image of a crazed menace You rain and miss shots, race through the rain dripping I'll move you into a ditch: you'll become a grave tenant (Verse 6: Julius Luciano) "Grave tenant" oh, wait, what about this one?... Let's get this lyrical murdering under way Put these n***as way under, no delay andale Make these n***as lay under Dirt, the undertaker's taking over No wonder they getting ate by the eighth wonder (Verse 7: Kenny Siegel) Ay, that n***a Debo said though... Let the life lesson begin Recite Reverend Wright rhetoric then Be a motherf**er just like Oedipus and Live by the sin commandments instead of the 10 Life's better when you invite predators in (Verse 8: Julius Luciano) Aiyo, what about this one though?... I'm tryin' to aim at every single lames hat and blaze it And see caps flyin' everywhere like I'm at a graduation Cuz if I don't eat, these cats won't breathe I might rob your whole team for your cold bling So if you don't wanna be neckless or in a brace, let me see that charm or watch the snub nose ring ...That type of sh**...