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Paroles: How I Feel

[Eric Bellinger]
David, David Banner
David—
[?] way I planned it
Oh, no, no (Oh)
If you could only know my feelings (Yeah)
Then you would know how much

[T.I., Eric Bellinger & Both]
Look (Hey)
Fuck all that protestin' and marchin' peacefully (Yeah)
They still gon' find a way to handle us egregiously (Oh)
Legally, if I may get this shit off my mind now (Now)
We born in the battlefield, can't call no timeout (Yeah)
Every time now, it's another one of us lyin' out (Hey)
Cryin' out, “I can't breathe” until he dies out (Oh, no)
Make me at myself, what would you die about?
I doubt if a nigga been bangin' since junior high
Let ‘em fly, opposition resemblin' you and I (Sheesh)
Wrist crackin', give a fuck about it (Give a fuck about it)
They nеver will 'til they start pickin' up a couple bodiеs (Couple bodies)
When we got killed, well, there's some hours, scattered rain shower
The pain hurt (Oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter, it's gettin' worse
(What else do you want? There's so much pain on me)
Damn, if I could wish upon a star
I'll send a special bullet everywhere you hateful bastards are
(What else do you want? Please don't hate on me)
Pull a string like a Gibson guitar, ‘way from afar
(What else do you want? There's so much pain on me)
Slow motion watch it enter your temple and exit your jaw, hmm
Send you all to Hell with a scar, a conversation piece
(What else do you want? Please don't hate on me)
Hope it maybe leads to a joke when you and Satan speak
Yeah, you patronizin' us, we waitin' patiently
Well, you'll prolly get your life to trade a day with me
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (Sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (Yeah)
That bow and arrows a cop cars with kerosine

How we feel for me (That's how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (That's how I'm feelin', shoot)
All alone (Fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (Shoot)
All alone (Now fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel

[Killer Mike]
I had a dream me and King saw Zimmerman (Zimmerman)
We laid low, masks up in a rental van (Rental van)
He killed a child, body was stiff and twisted, man
A mother cried, only one way to fix it, man
How long ‘fore the people in the street get tired of the evil, say “fuck that”? (Fuck that)
How long will they kneel to heel of the state with a foot in the face 'fore they bust back? (Bust back)
Won't be long ‘fore agents of the state get ate like steak ‘cause the people too strong (Too strong)
Rapture's comin' one Sunday, it's blood by Monday, I promise I won't be long (It won't be long)
Lame nigga, same nigga, found out crackers had money on his head
Lame nigga, same nigga, callin' me like, “Michael, I'm scared”
I hug that nigga like Michael did Fredo
Kept it G like [?]
Excessive force, leave a nigga no choice but to nigga shoot his shot, fatal (Fatal)
Bad boy, bad boy, tell me what you gon' do when the police kill your mama? (Your mama)
Fuck that, I follow Obama when he killed the crackers that killed Rihanna (Rihanna)
I take that charge, stick out my chin confess to judge, Your Honor (Your Honor)
I'm the truth, my ancestors pray for your honour and fuck your mama

How we feel for me (That's how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (That's how I'm feelin', shoot)
All alone (Fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I'm feelin')
To be all alone (Shoot)
All alone
How we feel

[T.I.]
To the [?] with it, but we all been it
Niggas superhero, can you call?
In an outta problems, never solved any
But we got the work, then they all been it
Keep a long order, it's at tall order
Murder after murder, people y'all killing's
Our aunts, uncles, our grandchildren
Can't ask for it, gotta take that shit

[Killer Mike]
Ain't no repentance, eye for an eye, we want our vengeance
Life for a life, he kill your fiancée, kill his wife
Same for his father, generations of sons and daughters
It's hard to stomach, they say I sound like Ali Mohammed
I say you got me, we livin' under these fuckin' Nazis
What you expected? People riot, then you respected?

[T.I.]
It's a split decision, gotta pick a side with this devision
But we ain't fit for livin', we can't protect our women and children
Man, we get hit, that Jake gon' give us [?], some penicillin (Ha)
Experimentin' in [?], showed me you would deceive me (Forreal)

[Killer Mike, Eric Bellinger & Both]
As the city burned down and the night fall
'96 Impala, we just bouncin' like it's [?]ball
This ain't the ‘90s, and the youngings, I ain't scared, y'all
The water boys, they might shoot back at the red dawgs (Oh)
I tell ‘em plot plans, strategize, organize (Yeah)
Immobilize a secret army and stay unified

How we feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(That's how I'm feelin')
To be all alone
(That's how I'm feelin', all alone, shoot)
All alone, yeah
(Fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me
(Ain't no guy to calm me down, how I'm feelin')
(How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
To be all alone (Shoot)
(How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
All alone
(Now fuck that shit, that's how I'm feelin')
How we feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(I mean the truth is)
To be all alone
(I'm a human, you a human, skin color aside, riddle me this)
All alone, yeah (How dare I speak pace to a manic?)
How we feel for me (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(The fuck does that make me? I mean, you motherfuckers can bend your knees man)
To be all alone (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
(Fold your hands and your Bibles and pray as much as you motherfuckin' want but)
All alone

[T.I.]
The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity
That was given to us by our oppressor
So you continue to follow that, you continue to follow them
I be goddamned
I tell you what, nigga, you see me down bad, motherfucker on my ass
Nigga, don't fail me, nigga, help me, nigga
I'm tellin' you that, nigga, while I'm right here, nigga
Nigga, I'd do the same for you
No cap, nigga
That bullshit at my neck
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