Feel Inside by Phace
Feel Inside lyrics
[Verse 1:]
when I black the fuck out truth is, you don�t want it
you better off sitten back and just watching
cause when I spazz I spazz , when I beast I beast
I destroy anything that touches the street
Im a fucking maniac stayin strapped in the hot seat
Got beats ? I hope not , got treez? I got lots
Emcees I got my squad.. got beef?
We flip fillet mignon, how long I been telling ya Df�s the shit
Carbon copies you can get the dick,
I aint playing wit ya�ll man I had it wit ya�ll ,
leave ya fiend out without having without having with drawls
My style sicker than yours quick on the draw, slip and you fall
Spit it because im gifted with more, lifting the floor
(Sonny)Liston ya jaw fist in ya skull man
fuck brawling wit cha�ll
(sample hook : Know how u feel inside)
[verse 2:]
Yea I dissed ya album that shit was garbage
It was the worst 10 dollars that I spent in college
I aint a fan of ya music I aint got love for ya
What I got is hot shots and chromes snubs for ya
A nice bed in a box fed to the sharks
Yeaaa u cool wit the feds and the cops
You moving weight that shits unheard to me
I go through more bags than groceries
Your little nursery rhymes style aint hurtin me
We can go 30 rounds u aint work to me
Your practice til I commit towards surgery
Verbally m.d. to each and every emcee
My pedigree peddles me to be better in every degree
Heavy debris pressure and steam, straighten you out
Like a pressing machine present and clean
Remember my name is Phace from a verteran team
(sample hook : Know how u feel inside)
[Verse 3:]
If you ask about Phace they say he gets down
Alias in the hood is P-noid Brown
Usually in the studio where Nino�s Found
Keep talking shit he�ll get wild
Ag�ll get pissed Then Chaim is goin out,
Gentum�s playin lookWhile Scoob is in the house,
when Pane get homeWe sparkin up an ounce
word to my life Ya�ll niggaz don�t need it
most of my time I spend getting high stayin weeded
you better believe it defeated never
conceited clever read it better
than any nigga who said he said better
dead it, regret it better reject it
no questions protecting my essence
well invested in medicines helping men develop they flow getting elephant doe sick of the lmno elementary poems
heres to ya memory holmes
we all planting bombs in the funeral home
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