Sanoja: 311. Feels So Good.
Well everybody got opinion that's loud and unbending
I spend my time healing and mending together
it's a question of whether live positive well I give
P-Nut joints are fat, he must be arthritic
Tim is from the '70s and so we live it
SA has the wisdom of a Noble Laureate
I'm down for our days of glory
it's easy to do when you're up with Sexton
a rythmatic genius turnin' out the next one
but you know young bro, I flow in this circumstance
you'll get your chance
Because paybacks' a motherf---in' mission
to the chump a-- f---s slammin' on us but we rock on
deriding on us derision
sendin' you a voice now we're sending you a vision
and those who fought me they say taught me
everything I know, I go off (S.A.: so sick of me, ???)
when I hear that chit, chat, bullshit!
In your face, that's right
and it feels so good
in your face, yeah, it feels so good
take it to 'em bro, throw down, SA
Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out
In my dome I roam, no time to doubt
f---ed up you right there while I was rhymin'
now you're sulking in the corner, a baby crying
hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars
f---in' up the shit, now their heads bob
we ain't new to jack swing, the groove and that
we got crazy factiffs and we all that
I don't often rock and I'm a laureate
I don't pull the punch you know I'm throwin' it
freestyles I style on the mic and flex
shell shocked the mind of a punk that's next
I get retarted now that I started you know
a condition which I keep closely guarded
like the kind buds you know my scene
my team thinks these things supreme
but to the weasels
who try to bring us down but in reality
it makes you look like a clown
too bad cause we'll be sittin' in the sun
and choose a rocky a-- path smoke
In your face, that's right
and it feels so good, (??) y'all
in your face, yeah, it feels so good
yo P-Nut, beat that thing
Want you on the mic Nicholas
hey, get this my stream of consciousness is a sea
much like Bukowski with a rage
speaking to the page, beasts in the cage
jumping off the stage, stage diving
thriving, striving, for a better day, SA
beat back by flesh shattered doors
braggin' fists to the sky we're feelin' high
has to live and die
Just take a moment to have a fit once in a while
you know, you know, I do it daily
and like it but that's my style, yeah, here I go
In your face, (and down your throat)
and it feels so good (fraid so, f--- it up y'all)
in your face, (and down your throat)
it feels so good (that's all)
I spend my time healing and mending together
it's a question of whether live positive well I give
P-Nut joints are fat, he must be arthritic
Tim is from the '70s and so we live it
SA has the wisdom of a Noble Laureate
I'm down for our days of glory
it's easy to do when you're up with Sexton
a rythmatic genius turnin' out the next one
but you know young bro, I flow in this circumstance
you'll get your chance
Because paybacks' a motherf---in' mission
to the chump a-- f---s slammin' on us but we rock on
deriding on us derision
sendin' you a voice now we're sending you a vision
and those who fought me they say taught me
everything I know, I go off (S.A.: so sick of me, ???)
when I hear that chit, chat, bullshit!
In your face, that's right
and it feels so good
in your face, yeah, it feels so good
take it to 'em bro, throw down, SA
Settin' forth a course I'm really wiggin' out
In my dome I roam, no time to doubt
f---ed up you right there while I was rhymin'
now you're sulking in the corner, a baby crying
hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars
f---in' up the shit, now their heads bob
we ain't new to jack swing, the groove and that
we got crazy factiffs and we all that
I don't often rock and I'm a laureate
I don't pull the punch you know I'm throwin' it
freestyles I style on the mic and flex
shell shocked the mind of a punk that's next
I get retarted now that I started you know
a condition which I keep closely guarded
like the kind buds you know my scene
my team thinks these things supreme
but to the weasels
who try to bring us down but in reality
it makes you look like a clown
too bad cause we'll be sittin' in the sun
and choose a rocky a-- path smoke
In your face, that's right
and it feels so good, (??) y'all
in your face, yeah, it feels so good
yo P-Nut, beat that thing
Want you on the mic Nicholas
hey, get this my stream of consciousness is a sea
much like Bukowski with a rage
speaking to the page, beasts in the cage
jumping off the stage, stage diving
thriving, striving, for a better day, SA
beat back by flesh shattered doors
braggin' fists to the sky we're feelin' high
has to live and die
Just take a moment to have a fit once in a while
you know, you know, I do it daily
and like it but that's my style, yeah, here I go
In your face, (and down your throat)
and it feels so good (fraid so, f--- it up y'all)
in your face, (and down your throat)
it feels so good (that's all)