I'm cruisin, I'm losin money on gas
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I pass a car with a star in it, I stare
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For a minute, but that's the limit
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Otherwise gas won't be the only thing
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I'm losin' money too...ooh wee! It's
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Tuesday, two days after the weekend
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Imagine if the weekend was a day for
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Weak minded men - anyway
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I re-take my train of thought, I bought
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a fat sack and I'm happy cause I got nappy
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Soldiers in my crew, ya through, if
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You don't learn so I learnt, that I'm burnt
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I ran into my homie, yeah wassup?
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At least I thought he was, but then I caught
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the buzz that he was talkin behind my back
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From his girl, ain't that Earl? For
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Those who can't feel me, Earl means wack
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In fact, I had that problem a few times
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But I'll just splurge it in a new rhyme, then forget it
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Maybe I'll split it in half, or laugh like this...
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Ha ha ha... can u feel me?
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I faked the funk, and conversated without a doubt
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He was a chump, but with clout, I ended my route
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at the liquor store and I tried to
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buy a Guiness Stout, but I remembered it was nasty
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But fools drink it cause it's a hip-hop classy
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You can miss me with that trendy drink
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Cause they, all make your breath stink, plus
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death is linked to all alcohol that Arabians won't let you buy
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they keep tellin me my identification is a lie
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Why would I, put my face on plastic and in the space
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where it says birthdate put "see owner"
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fool, I'm a teenage organ donor
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So I pick up my I.D. I ain't trippin - why?
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Cause I'm high, already, on life
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Once again - I'm riding
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I'm about to hit the eastside of Oakland
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I got my seat belt on so when the heat's felt
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From 5.0, I'll turn up the song and start
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Singing, "I wish police was a lease
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that was up" Can u feel me?
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Well it's gettin dark, but it's daylight savings time
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Clocks go back, but I stay focused and
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ahead cause I wanna be fat, can u feel me?
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If you rap I like to fully flex, I like to box
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I like breakin bullies necks
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I like collecting checks and collecting respect
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But I'm not there yet and until then I'll just sell dank - sacks
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20's, 10's, I'm drivin the weights to be
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prepared in case I meet my fate and I'm always
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thinking, "Where will I go when I die?
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Will I be underground like I am now
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or in the sky?" My man plan B is smilin
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cause he can feel me, wassup Jess
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Can-U-Feel-Me?
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Saafir |