Tahir - Don't Feel Right lyrics

[Hook - Maimouna Youssef] It don't feel right, it don't feel right Don't feel it, don't feel it, can't feel it no more Things don't feel right over here Lately I ain't been seeing it clear Seems to me nowadays things have changed I don't know if I feel the same [Verse 1-Black Thought] Yo, in the land of the unseen hand that holds trouble Theorize your game, it's difficult to roll a double The struggle ain't right up in ya face, it's more subtle But it's still coming across like the bridge and tunnel vision I try to school these bucks, but they don't wanna listen That's the reason the system making this paper from the prison And that's the reason we living where they don't wanna visit Where the dope slangin' keep swangin' like Sonny Liston The money missing and there's mouths to feed Get the brain kicking, thinking of a thousand things Remember back in the days, when the kitchen had eggs And pancakes, chicken and greens and Kool Aid? When the refrigerator naked and the cupboard is bare People got to strip naked, stick 'em up in the air Was it lies when they told you wasn't nothing to fear? Something don't feel right out here [Hook] [Verse 2] Look, my eyes open cause I'm really a watchman And when I'm writing my thoughts out, really I'm boxing My main adversary any silly concoction Freeze your face like botulinum toxin If you ain't trying to get popped, then give me a option Helicopters chopping from Philly to Compton The Jones, the Richardsons, the Smiths and the Johnsons If you ain't saying nothing, you the system's accomplice It should play with your conscience, do away with the nonsense I'm overseeing anything within my circumference This ain't a press junket, I ain't seeking responses I stand where the people got the heat in they pockets You mesmerized by the calm nonchalantness I spin a dark web on some John Hitchco*k sh** If you ain't speaking your life, your rhyme's adopted If it don't feel right, then stop it, you know what I'm sayin'? [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo, children working, weapon producing Natural disaster got the planet in a panic We all got to make that living Sex, d**, murder, politics and religion Forms of hustling, watch who you put all your trust in Worldwide, we coincide with who suffering Who never had sh** and ain't got nothing But more struggling, it makes you wanna run up in the motherf**in' Hot zone for a piece of the cake back I can't work for it, I can certainly take that I'm fired up, thinking about the payback, ASAP You f** around, be a enemy of the state, black Ill, but that's too real for TV It's crazy when you too real to be free If you don't got no paper, then steal this CD Listen man, I'll let you know how it feel to be me [Hook]