I Feel It
[Chorus: Irv Da Phenom]
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Know it's coming, I can feel it getting closer
Keep a chain, and bangers in the holster
Like I'm posed to
Promis I won't choke up
Something's coming, I can feel it like the cold touch
Going nuts, got me stressing, tryna figure out
Think it out, peep you out, put my feelings out
Know trust is a must, or you get crushed
Concussed, pink cuz, yak bust
No trust, but I must get my change up
Gamed up, so I mushed on these lame fucks
Ain't just cause I know a nigga's time's up
Hang nuts, bang rough, this is lining up
I ain't giving up, fighting till my last breath
Last laugh, last gasp, no breath left
Watch steps, but I feel it like a cold stare
That's watching, looking through the cold air
[Chorus: Irv Da Phenom]
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Here today, gone tomorrow, that's the true shit
See my nigga still alive before he got split
A week later, lost another, this is bullshit
Dumb shit, people creatures from the pool pit
Words hurt, but they bler when the clip spit
Old pits going sick with the chopsticks
Homicide, read the bible, an eye for an eye
Suicidal, no survival, on the rival ride
That's what I gotta make him cry like his mama cry
Homies cry, I cry, when my nigga died
Still crying right now, as I'm writing this
Dropping tears, as I fear, from the same shit
Know it's coming, hope the lord makes it painless
If you listen and forgiven, that's my main wish
Angwish can't change with this gang shit
No blame to the pain that I came with
[Chorus: Irv Da Phenom]
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Ambitious, vicious how I chace a dream
Came clean, to skeme is my favorite thing
Lately feeling flakey with my own team
Fake looks, fake talk, fuck the whole thing
Fuck music, fuck the hood, fuck everything
Bout to lose my fuckin mind, going insane
Like brains, in the pouring rain
Trife pain, site lain, live the life of the game
Gutter lane, beat the flames, out the homie's brain
Shots ame, heard the bang, I can smell the flame
Hit or miss, it's a hit, it's the same thing
So old, pay the piper, give no change
Real with it, real fitted, so I'm still with it
Too late to escape, fait being suted
Been to me, a prayer from the good in me
50 Cal on my hip for the rest of me
[Chorus: Irv Da Phenom]
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel it