The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Got me feeling like j.j. on good times
God mc oh my god you gotta see
You feeling? who feeling me?
Got me feeling ruder than the klu klux.
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
You never told me these things you were feeling
If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating
Allow me to explain. i'm back for good
Call levi's we can see about the home cook
But this government got me feeling paranoid
Know i had to do a jay dilla joint
So quit talk about how good you are
Nigga i'm a hundred miles far
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