tell me how you feel - klwn cat & unruly lyrics
[verse 1: unruly]
and the feds watching now
tryna book me for my case
n*ggas ain’t talking now, they can’t look me in my face
trenchcoat on when i walk in, panther music is my taste
black panther party is reborn
you can’t stop us from our fate, cops is on the way
do not conform, f*ck with no condom on and off the moonshine connoisseur of this f*ckin’ money, need the full pie
me retiring today is putin cutting fuel pipes
full of drugs and liquor ease the temper, ima lil hype
pull out ya warrant, what was the warning mister officer?
a few cops appointed for my arrest, they tryna lock us up thermometers hot, pour mercury insidе your coffee cup
precision surgery, committing burglary
b*tches liе religiously
religion f*ckin’ turned on me
wine you drunk and bread you broke as brothers tend to turn to beef
a whole lot to learn
unloading shots till no opp return
my whole life’s a blur
a low life it’s no my concern
it’s not an issue, n*ggas you rock wit the same n*ggas who plot to get you
a lot of things respectable about you it’s just not your pencil
my stock it triples to a rocket launcher, your glock is little
unruly, run, and draugos turning tracks into ox and pig food
rippin’ bars on the same level that nas and big’ do
behind your signals, i pull this guard, then i spark this spliff too
unruly talking, you best applaud when he rock the venue
[hook]
if unruly knows anything, it’s honor is the code
boots breaking in as i’m walking through the snow
same old struggle, disease gon’ f*ck with you
priest gonna snitch then police start cuffing you
just tell me how you feel
just tell me how you feel
[verse 2: mourning run]
(ayo)
f*ck it i’ll write it and i’ll do it live, sewer slime glisten in the moon i paint the ruins mine
put my boot in your ass and give you the shoe to shine
tangled in a web of computer wires dollars due to the brutal grind
cold coronas i don’t do the lime
bodies pile for the bottom line cursing humankind
dude it’s as futile as putin’s judo when the nukes are flying
i don’t do the pseudoscience ima talent underutilized moving
mountains when run and unruly rhyme
running from the gallows til i’m hung in the guggenheim
i’m someone that do or die
i’m under a gloomy sky
my lungs are polluted the buds are crumbling super dry
the needle hit the groove and they just sat there stupefied
they gather like some vultures for the cultural coup de grace
as fast i grew up
wouldn’t be wrong to call the master a student
and meditation lay the path to the buddha
i feel like castro in cuba
cups of coffee at the conference pros n cons will put a stop to the cacophony and nonsense put your pockets on it
a counterculture to the cop informants packaged in a pop performance
no regard for who or what i’m locking h*rns with
i’m bout to knock your door in
and let the dogs of war slip
rockets launch from orbit
i don’t need your props i need that proper coinage
[hook]
if unruly knows anything, it’s honor is the code
boots breaking in as i’m walking through the snow
same old struggle, disease gon’ f*ck with you
priest gonna snitch then police start cuffing you
just tell me how you feel
just tell me how you feel
[verse 3: matt draugos]
ayo
you wanna see a dead body?
better speak softly coffin free sickle swing costly
constant see*saw between the peak and the sea calling
keep ya peace offerings i’m a god dawg please cross me
speed off in that sl!ck car wit sharp stick draw clip barf pick off sick dogs hit all flip y’all sin car
gorilla, i’m the big draug behind a brick wall with *rs*nic jaws
ruly, run, and draugos the modern day red and meth
iron man helmet on cheffing with inspectah deck
my advanced weapons drawn telling you protect ya neck cus getting on a song with me i’m jason holding freddy’s head
flip you like the challenger shuttle i’m out for blood i bludgeon any coward who running from under me i tower above em
one on one i’m punching mouths and bucking rounds at you bums i don’t f*ck around you can get drowned i’m underground in the gutter
no clown tho just robert gray
washing all my thoughts away my motto bar a day’ll keep the doc away
in an awful place so dark and dank where every starving artist populate i’m sloshing paint in hopes the song’ll keep the dogs at bay i don’t talk to snakes, i don’t offer grace, i just palm the carbon maiming all who carbon*based
draug washing is as common as the falling rain and that’s the bottom line like steve austin used to always say
[hook]
if unruly knows anything, it’s honor is the code
boots breaking in as i’m walking through the snow
same old struggle, disease gon’ f*ck with you
priest gonna snitch then police start cuffing you
just tell me how you feel
just tell me how you feel
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