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Feelings

from Supply & Demand by Jus

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yeah they said i couldn't do it boy, but im fit to prove em wrong,
passionate, that's what i pursue it for
these are feelings in their truest form, we weatherin' through the storm
if they doubtin', then dudes can move along

hope they bang this on your campuses, to where they pull they hammer quick
dappin' every hand that be a fan of this
you a pussy, punk - prolly couldn't stand to piss
please, i'm the wolf that you dudes ain't dancin' with
eat the fruits of my labor, fool, granny smith
yeah, the boy fit to send a message like i stamped my spit
j is jammin' and damnit, i'm such a handsome kid
famished, but i plan to gamble chips to get my fam equipped
know that justin got em jumpin' like "abandon ship!"
dready got the ghani piff, spread it's like it's cancerous
i'm demandin' my chance and i'm bout to handle biz
face is where i land a fist, when these snakes can't uplift
have her panties drip, swear they be the dampest, miss
ever since the chance to hit, somethin' that i can't resist
slept on, overcoming disadvantages
sparrin' with a champion? pa, understand the risk

i'm on my grizzy, a grizzly who need to hibernate
then i'ma return to my city and bring the livest tape
they say my jams is bananas, that mean it's kinda ape
every kid claimin' they king will always despise the ace
i'm a problem, you common dollars are pocket change
just a fraud speakin' to feds, sonny - you copper fake
hear you squawkin', we walkin' it's like "what's poppin j?"
got the boy seein' more red than a hymen break
i want a private lake, islands where the yacht will take
blessed by ganja's grace, always stay arrivin' late
i'ma rock a stage even when my guap is straight
good dick leave her strung out, and lobster face
thin as a rail, but hungry to eat your chump crew
scatter when i come through, snackin' like they junk food
demand respect, i ain't just another punk dude
take em back to class, no pass, i'm gettin son schooled

still waters run deep, but my blood stream
bubble to a tough peak, trouble when it flood creeks
this love speaks while the struggles that i tuck, creep
i ain't get enough sleep, violent when they cuff me
yeah, i think about life and it's luxuries
everybody does scream "pop's where the bucks be"
it'd be ill to fufill all my son's dreams
and to build such steeze, just to feel complete
my pastime, stack rhymes, with much ease
smile with these brushed teeth, style that'll snuff beats
i was vibin' as a child in a slumped seat
yeah, it's justin kyle to supply you with his tongue's speech
son, you couldn't walk a mile in my scuffed sneaks
wylin', this evironment is vile but i must breathe
sire, i sprung leaks inspired by clutched heat
connecticut sultan of swing, singin' my stuff's street
swear i glare in the mirror and see a different kid
eventually they hearin' it clearer, as i envisioned it
i wasn't given hints, grin, dippin' innocence
fit to get, intimate, with the thickest dominicans
others is limited, frontin' like they did a bid
once i get discovered, i'm buzzin' like i was sniffin' yip
was a brother just shruggin', and on that timid tip
now this is my drug and the substance, i'm sick to get a hit
it's time to flip the script, and conquer this cash
i long for the stash, wish that i could alter the past
if you a catholic, i'm mackin' on your daughter in mass
sure that i'd smash the second that i poured her a glass
ain't often i brag, bag sorority ass
fit to rock every tour, sure, forward and back
i'll corner your pad, order you had, saw you in half
body on the floor, all chalk, tossed in a bag, ya

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from Supply & Demand, released June 18, 2011

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