Saafir - Can-U-Feel-Me? lyrics

Artist: Saafir Album: Boxcar Sessions Song: Can-U-Feel-Me? I'm cruisin, I'm losin money on gas I pa** a car with a star in it, I stare For a minute, but that's the limit Otherwise gas won't be the only thing I'm losin' money too...ooh wee! It's Tuesday, two days after the weekend Imagine if the weekend was a day for Weak minded men - anyway I re-take my train of thought, I bought A fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy Soldiers in my crew, ya through, if You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt I ran into my homie, yeah wa**up? At least I thought he was, but then I caught The buzz that he was talkin behind my back From his girl, ain't that Earl? For Those who can't feel me, Earl means wack In fact, I had that problem a few times But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme, then forget it Maybe I'll split it in half, or laugh like this... Ha ha ha... can u feel me? I faked the funk, and conversated without a doubt He was a chump, but with clout, I ended my route At the liquor store and I tried to Buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was nasty But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop cla**y You can miss me with that trendy drink Cause they, all make your breath stink, plus d**h is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy They keep tellin me my identification is a lie Why would I, put my face on plastic and in the space Where it says birthdate put "see owner" Fool, I'm a teenage organ donor So I pick up my I.D. I ain't trippin - why? Cause I'm high, already, on life Once again - I'm riding I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and start Singing, "I wish police was a lease That was up" Can u feel me? Well it's gettin dark, but it's daylight savings time Clocks go back, but I stay focused and Ahead cause I wanna be fat, can u feel me? If you rap I like to fully flex, I like to box I like breakin bullies necks I like collecting checks and collecting respect But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank - sacks 20's, 10's, I'm drivin the weights to be Prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always Thinking, "Where will I go when I die? Will I be underground like I am now Or in the sky?" My man plan B is smilin Cause he can feel me, wa**up Jess