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feel it - nazim lyrics

intro:
hey, i feel nothing
you go now
just let me die

verse:
(i don’t need.)
dean’s ween for my boognish dream
these goblins are trying to intervene with
my self esteem
and all them fiends advancing grudgingly,gleaming
towards
my side of cream,my side of green
on the side of sin, above them rims
i see paulene prepatually noting me
lost with my bearings
i’m quashed in between
(it cost’s) mall and i’m constntly running inside this
benzene ring
got so far,loosing my streams of feelings
dropped crushed and cleaned
cringes skin like rusted strings
i’m rick ross with dream,stuck with loss
my boat is shrinking in
while these krakens trying to spill my spleens
i screech as traumas blitz from child got
bit
birth alone,i wish to die in peace
i’m falling down ain’t no pride in this
hurted from all sides,i’m leeched
these rhymes heard me ain’t noone was trying
uncounsiously laying like pebbals on the side
thought that was love took f*ck for surprise
err on the wild,caged bird
everyday it’s civil war on the fight
it’s troublesome life just doubled up thrice
i came from dirt,my root domicile
chorus:
do you feel it?
or i’m done
did i k!lled it?
or left some
i don’t feel sh*t like i’m dumb

verse:
just doing myself
trying to keep it real with myself
sometimes i wonder k!lling myself
like everything is madness
i’ve lost my sense
don’t try to mess with bread
i’m doing my days
like an inmate,cell in my fate
numbered days with all respect
i’m not feeding envy,jealousy in me
trust ain’t no punks gonna hand me my ass
chicxulub, i’d worsen my impact
i’d crash smash attack
with measures and math
like alcala,yours truly rap psychopath
drag em with j’s in my yap
out their homes
out of thrones,following lil nasty nap
i don’t play with nickle , quibbles, irons or brass
go higher till i’m soaked into stash
ain’t no joke,when i murk in a flash
neck twerked no blood in my sweatshirt like i’m k!ller shark
khabib goes insane in my cranium ,blast
list abcderian,only equals i stab
yo p*ssy juicy all over the floor like scr*pyard
(yeah yeah,)
how you’re gonna fill this sh*t?
(yeah yeah,)
i’ve dealt with sh*t
like knife ,my thought moves deep
it hurts to deep
around acnestis so grab some pills
and feel this sh*t

chorus:
do you feel it?
or i’m done
did i k!lled it?
or left some
i don’t feel sh*t like i’m dumb

by reenpo aka the n*z*m aka tnz

- nazim lyrics

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