Lyrics:
AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones
rollies, gats'll leave you holy
My momma always told me the streets will slow me down
Daddy never showed me how the heat will hold me down
So now I rob
me how that feel
Put yourself in my position
Now tell me how that feel
Shimmy shimmy ya, Shimmy ya, Shimmy yay
We don't know nothing but a
Quarter
loud and I put that on chief
I admit I fuck with all the ladies, that's both older and young ladies (ladies, yeah)
But tell me how they call it
been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy,
nothing left to feel
How does it feel, How does it feel to be the third wheel (Tell me)
The pain is real so please reveal (Tell me)
How do you deal, how do
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
based on the same place and the same zone
-thugs call me the don, but never feel my calm
-at the same time you know it's hard for me to stay on
Yeah I'm
to eat
I really had to get it out the streets
And it's a little different when you come up from the bottom
Had to get it out the mud you can't tell me
and we’on even know it “You know it”
They say we free but they pronounce it with a semicolon “Fr’ee”
Now tell me how to make a change without the flaming
shit)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in
don't know)
[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who
tell you how it all works out)
(Never thought we had so much time to lose)
Make me feel it
(Just learning how to twist and shout)
(Doesn't matter
the labyrinth of streets, we find our place oooh-yeah
[Chorus]
Feel the pulse of the night city, hear its song
Where the lost find their way, where the weak grow
semantic
What we never say
But what we feel ain't goin' away
So I wonder, how could we be feeling
More than this
Tell me true
What it is? 'Cause
dem mi read your vibes
G, never tell them bout the third eye
Cause in the streets, if you slip, you will slide
Everyday me kneel by my bedside. Pick up
fascinate us by
How far they go with
Their unconventionality we secretly
Admire and respect them for this we
Wish we could act more like they do
Normally it
song
How it feel to do these Jpays
Global tel link connect network on a daily
In these streets they try to play me
Like I ain't run wit these killas
Fuck it then guess just me and my stick
We been on the move all week trying get it
Sitting here by myself all in my thoughts
Guessing that’s how it is
ya, I can tell by his charm
But you could feel this real love
If you just lay in my
Running fast in my mind
Girl don't you slow it down
If we
to relate to people that
Haven’t related to me yet, not because I’m
You know
Don’t love the fans I have but I think
It’s important you know to grab somebody
photography students
When beef gets to brewing
Is it real, son? Is it really real, son?
Is it really real, son? Is it really real?
Tell me how you feel, son
Feat losie question
How does it feel to follow
My blueprint step by step
But still watch me win the crown? Suckas
How does it feel to push
Them
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