Jozeemo - Feelings lyrics

[Jozeemo] I bet you n***as ain't know East Durham was down with the Hall of Justus I know you haters don't like that sh** Your boy Jozeemo! Khrysis, let's get this b**h popping Yeah, I've been gone for a minute but I'm back again I got the hundred round drum for the MAC again Don't get shook now cause Jozeemo's back in the building I spit bars that turn old folks back into children I'm a little more co*ky, lost a few pounds So I'm a little less stocky, hoes still gon' jock me And the pound still sloppy, it'll mess up your shirt It ain't nothing for the wrestler to work, you f**ing jerk Jo' Murder in the house, tell your mama I'm home And while she swallow the bone, you can swallow the chrome If I see your little sister I'mma follow her home Make her give a n***a the a**, then followed by dome This here's for y'all b**hes, I ain't talking bout chicks I'm talking bout lame n***as with pussies instead of dicks Yeah you n***a, Jozee' will bring it to your clique If you still looking, holler at Kodak and take a flick [Hook] Me and you ain't finna have no dealings n***a f** you from the flo' to the ceiling n***a I'm better than most of y'all, that's the realest n***a sh**, I had to get up in your feelings n***a What you mad for? You got him in his feelings Jo' Why you crying b**h? You got him in his feelings Jo' Where's all that tough talk? You got him in his feelings Jo' Click, clack, baby he don't need to feel no mo' [Jozeemo] Uh, it's Joziggy and no n**y can flow with me Been rolling with +guerrilla units+ before +50+ f** b**hes in their mouth leaving their throats sticky Every time I leave the house I'm bringing the toast with me Now I'm digging, you lock down blocks, I control cities Bullets will leave you with a pa**ion mark but it's no hicky Flow sticky and ma**acre tracks like a know Biggie You like "He ain't say what I think he just said did he?" Yeah, the big gunner is back Right hand on the trigger, finger f**ing a MAC You don't want it with that, you don't want to see the llama react Cause your wifey will be a widow, I can promise you that Hop in the G5 and fly, the same I sit back With a hundred kilos of coke and cook it all into crack Then front it out, cause hand-to-hand, I don't bother with that I'm a boss, leave a message, I ain't calling you back [Hook] [Jozeemo] Yo, you p**y n***as act all the same Pointing fingers giving all the blame Don't be hollering about y'all, be a man n***a, call my name So I can pick the silly audiences off your brain When you first stepped to Jo', that's when them problems came I wet n***as like a storm but it's hardly rain You looking at L.O.V. like my squad's a gang Just cause we strapped up, you right, we'll probably bang And I ain't talking bout colors and flags I'm talking bout a**ault rifles and mags, and four dicks to brag Night vision scope n***as, bust cliques in half And have my drug dealing homies throw bricks to a** I don't hustle or rob n***as, more chips to have Trick or treat like Halloween, more chicks to bag You going the wrong way n***a, switch your path Cause that slick sh** you spitting, it can get you stabbed [Hook]