Feel It Songtext
von eMC

I got one life to live, a short time to live it
And whatever′s left in me, I'mma find and give it
See a handful of y′all understand the plight
Of this underground man that they hand the mic
I get a pen in my hand and write
And while the rest of y'all run from the truth, I'mma stand and fight
I got it in sight, gotta get right, gotta get straight
I′m tryin′ to get through, there's a lot on my plate
In this ice cold world, better get y′all coats
I'm a husband, a father and a football coach
And if you see me on the sidelines, coachin′ a game
I needed some joy to balance the emotion and pain
If you see me and my daughter, and we out on the town
It's ′cause she lifts me up when I'm down with a frown
I'm a family man, I ain′t tryin′ to conceal it
Bein' myself′s the best way for me to be sure that y'all feel it


You gon′ feel it and we gon' make it
We gotta keep pushin′ til we die
I'm tellin' you can′t nobody hold me back
I′m gonna keep comin' up the line
I know you can feel it and you gon′ hear it
Because we go hard each and every day
Stayin' on our grind, tryin′ to make a way
Tryin' to make a way, make a way, yeah, yeah

You might be sick of me complainin′ and hearin' me sob
But it's kinda hard tryin′ to juggle my career and my job
′Cause whether it's the M-I-C or an I-V
They be callin′ me notorious E-M-T
A lot of sleepless nights 'cause I′m up while y'all asleep
But movies with the wife, that′s when I fall asleep
It's all good though, don't stop my flow
′Cause I′m a grinder, y'all forgot, let me remind ya

It′s more than a miracle you hearin' me now
No sympathy from the industry, it′s wearin' me down
Tearin′ me down, rap's my job
I hate when my daughter cries when I catch a plane to rap for y'all
Can′t give me back the weeks I′ve missed
Appreciate all the hands that I've shook and the cheeks I′ve kissed
Felt this all along, if the songs that I write don't reveal it
I know you ain′t me, all I ask is that you feel it


You gon' feel it and we gon′ make it
We gotta keep pushin' til we die
I'm tellin′ you can′t nobody hold me back
I'm gonna keep comin′ up the line
I know you can feel it and you gon' hear it
Because we go hard each and every day
Stayin′ on our grind, tryin' to make a way
Tryin′ to make a way, make a way, yeah, yeah

Book of Matthew, the last should be first
Put my life in a verse, I wish I could spend my life in reverse
To day one, before all the passion and pain
My upbringing left me with an emotional strain
Wanna change, shit on my dreams, can't stop me haters
I keep my eye on the goal like a hockey player
Dog, my style greater, major I face problems
Drink away the pain and drain the wine bottle
Criticized for the songs I create
Wanna elevate but I'm stuck down in this place, wait
I reside in the lower east, light skinned, crooked teeth
Nice since a young gun like Chris and Neef
Lyrically I′m deep, rhyme tighter, I′m here
After the smoke cleared like a firefighter
We don't play with it, took an oath to kill it
And whatever we spit, we gon′ make y'all feel it

You gon′ feel it and we gon' make it
We gotta keep pushin′ til we die
I'm tellin' you can′t nobody hold me back
I′m gonna keep comin' up the line
I know you can feel it and you gon′ hear it
Because we go hard each and every day
Stayin' on our grind, tryin′ to make a way
Tryin' to make a way, make a way, yeah, yeah
You gon′ feel it and we gon' make it
We gotta keep pushin' til we die
I′m tellin′ you can't nobody hold me back
I′m gonna keep comin' up the line
I know you can feel it and you gon′ hear it
Because we go hard each and every day
Stayin' on our grind, tryin′ to make a way
Tryin' to make a way, make a way, yeah, yeah
You gon' feel it and we gon′ make it
We gotta keep pushin′ til we die
I'm tellin′ you can't nobody hold me back
I′m gonna keep comin' up the line
I know you can feel it and you gon′ hear it
Because we go hard each and every day
Stayin' on our grind, tryin' to make a way
Tryin′ to make a way, make a way, yeah, yeah

Hey, hey, hey
Tryin′ to make a way
I'm tryin′ to make a way, yeah
Oh, oh, you know, come on
Oh, Ace, we got 'em on this one

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Received yesterday at 2:01 PM
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Large room service bill. Looks like the guys were in the mood for
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