Feel Good (eclipsed) Songtext
von Raury

"Bet i would make you feel good (x2)

Honey its no drama
i got commas and im dank i feel good
out in my space in the woods
out in my place im talkin

honey yeah i got us something something
thats gon make us feel good
i′m sure to make u feel good
i'm here to make u feel good

i′m tryna show u something
all of these niggas bluffin'
when i deliver it
you realize you don't need nothin
these days we cant keep up wit
these faces cant be trusted
changin up all a sudden
it aint a thang because it


aint the real thing im building
up shielding for revealing
the pathway im halfway
and they half ass i have class
i have passed them mad chance
they grab that and stab back

Honey its no drama
i got commas and im dank i feel good
out in my space in the woods
out in my place im talkin

honey yeah i got us something something
thats gon make us feel good
i′m sure to make u feel good
i′m here to make u feel good


sippin tea kissin tree whisperin conspiracies
histories miseries i cant let it get to me
listen me listen me
i know something interesting
if i let ya in ya see
i need 10 percent ya see
this and these mysteries
all that glitters aint gold
baby i got that master plan
baby i got control
of myself, thats my heart and mind
they cannot touch my soul
im the real thing baby just incase you didnt know

Honey its no drama
i got commas and im dank i feel good
out in my space in the woods
out in my place im talkin

honey yeah i got us something something
thats gon make us feel good
i'm sure to make u feel good
i′m here to make u feel good

(Bob Verse)

Yeah, well, Karmas a coming
i met her one night at onyx
she walk like a Georgia peach butt she really a Florida orange
more fond of bands like drummers than baby mamas with drama
if u flake when i invite thats the same as breaking a promise

i am, not one of the dun-dun-duns
i got a lil some-um-um
if you punch drunk
bump a lil sumn make ya numb tounge uh

beat the headboard like prrrum-pum-pum uh, uh
cannon on ya drumline

so smart but you dumb fine(but you dumb fine)
uptight need to unwind (yeah)
tryna set up in you stomach like crunch time bam (bam)

uh there we go
young raury boy bangin out ya stereooo ooos
uh its a miracle
tell the boys back home its a miracle
uh there we go
young raury boy bangin out ya stereooo ooos
nah nah nah nah naaah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah naaah nah

(sax solo)"