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I know I'm that Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya But don't it sound so Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya Tell me how it Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you Now don't it feel lovely? [x2] Now don't it sound lovely? [x2] I agree I'm playing out the left Was raised in the dekatour So I'm straight out the deck And G.A. is all I rep And so they say that I'm obsessed I grew up in the struggle so Maybe I'm depressed But being in the struggle is what Gave me my success They say your imagination I ain't fakin it unless I don't mean what I say But what I say is what I stress And I ain't really catholic but Daily I confess I ain't a Christian rapper or a civil activist But everybody feel me because I say the realist shit SongtexteI see why haters get all mad I don't brag So here is what I got to offer Words of wisdom so that you can get your money altered I know I'm that Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya But don't it sound so Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya Tell me how it Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you Now don't it feel lovely? [x2] Now don't it sound lovely? [x2] Ah ha I'm lovely like the left field I know I ain't around shorty I rep still Don't get to thinkin that I'm different Because of the record deal Turn hollywood, c'mon is that real? And still I got alot of agony And stress on my chest Cause the world ain't right So I gotta come left I'm a keep it one [? ] to the day that I rest So take a deep breath, I guess. I know I'm that Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya, Feel-to-ya But don't it sound so Real-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya (ah huh) Tell me how it Feel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-you Now don't it feel lovely? [x2] Now don't it sound lovely? [x2] Aus Songtexte Mania