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Feelings Gone
'Cause the feelin' is gone
And I must get it back
Trust me, nothin' prepares us
They never say gettin' money slows your prayers up
We already in hell, nothin' can scare us
We already fly how nothin' can air us
Came from the underground so I stay grounded
Astounded by all the bullshit that I founded
A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain jewels
Life get real and you think of the pain's cool
This is the thinkin' to change, let your man tell it
Blowin' chronic, am I demonic or angelic?
No vanilla Dutch, fuck it, get a [Incomprehensible]
Roll a one sheet, think about my rap sheet
Sellin' crack'll have you runni'n like a track meet
Watchin' your back on every other back street
I started so young, why you think I'm so numb
You can't feel shit and only like real shit
You can act stupid if you wanna
Like you don't know what block I'm front of
D-Block layin' 'em down
I ain't never plannin' to stop, I'm plannin' to rock
You know my name, you heard my raps
You know my name, ain't nothin' changed
S.P. and I done been through it all
From here on I spit it in rare form
The moon stay quiet but the sun spoke
Still can't blow away the pain with the blunt smoke
Tryin' to give my daughter and my son hope
The shit get rough, when you breathin' in the gun smoke
Do it all for a pile of the cash, funny
But I'm rarely known to smile when I laugh
You can say the pain run deep and I wonder
Do the insane or the sane ones speak?
And I feel like the devil got chains on me
I'm inside but I still feel the rain on me
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Like it's comin' through the window or the windshield
Life full of sins'll have you spinnin' like a windmill
Contract with God is signed and it been sealed
See you at the crossroads if everything has been real
I can feel what you can't
And the shit is vice versa so fear what you can't
You can act stupid if you wanna
Like you don't know what block I'm front of
D-Block layin' 'em down
I ain't never plannin' to stop, I'm plannin' to rock
You know my name, you heard my raps
You know my name, ain't nothin' changed
S.P. and I done been through it all
From here on I spit it in rare form
I told you it is what it is
Can't choose how to die but I can choose how to live
Thought about it just sittin' where I live
Just another ghetto nigga with a million dollar crib
No hope, then I dropped the E and got hoppin'
Got hip just so I could get a little guap'
Before that, I used to move rock
With a 4 to 10 job after school workin' stock
Then I said, 'Fuck pickin' up a box'
So I sold more drugs, started stickin' mo' spots
That's why I thank God for this rap shit
Niggaz be frontin' 'cause we used to livin' backwards
You can act stupid if you wanna
Like you don't know what block I'm front of
D-Block layin' 'em down
I ain't never plannin' to stop, I'm plannin' to rock
You know my name, you heard my raps
You know my name, ain't nothin' changed
S.P. and I done been through it all
From here on I spit it in rare form
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