Lyrics Can You Feel Me - Lil Keke , Al-D

Peep game
Trials and tribulations
Different situations
It's all in the game
Gotta feel me
Know what I'm sayin'
My nigga Fat Pat in the house
But for right now
Al D represent

Now mama said I grew up just too rough
And I'll never forget the first time a brother got handcuffed
Hardheaded, no denying
And it hurt me so bad when mama started crying
And it just got worse in time
'Cause in the ghetto, fool, it ain't nothing but crime
Growing up in the midst of hard times, G
I seen real niggas get stranded into straight-up fiends
And the more I grew, more niggas got subtracted
From reality and still can't kick the habit
I hung deep in the slums where they slung rocks to come up
Cooler than Fonzie, cap backwards with my thumb up
Candy cig in my mouth, pants sagging
Strapped with slingshots with eight locs tagging
Shooting windows out my neighbor's home
And laughed about it later on in the phone

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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Uh (Uh), can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Baby, keep your head up, even though you're struggling
Caught up in the rapture, got to keep hustling
Put your faith in God, against all odds, I gotta survive
It's hard as hell to walk a straight line
But I put it in His hand 'cause I know that the man
Watches over me to make sure it go as planned
And I know that I'm wrong for doing the things I do
Not spending enough time with Pat number two
But to lay it on the line, I gotta put it down
So my son can live rich before he turn nine
Staying down on my grind, putting the past behind
When haters and hoes, yeah, they all talk down
Yeah, it's money over bitches and that's M.O.B
Heavy paper chasing Fat Pat and C.B
Yeah, release me to the world so that they can see
How I capitalized on the game to be a G

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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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No kisses, no hugs, I was labeled a scrub
I pushed and shoved for neighborhood love
Preached high dubs, played in clubs
Politics and drugs, it's a nation of thugs
And slugs be getting shot, but they never amaze me
I ain't sick, lame, or lazy, but stress got me crazy
Trials and tribulations, different situations
The chip on my shoulder make me realize I'm older
Got up, got with it, 'cause I had to get it
Sunk ships, flipped chips, and multiplied my digits
It was real, wanted a deal with nobody sign me
But now I got the whole wide world behind me
Can you feel me?

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That's right (That's right)
Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)
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Uh, can you feel me now? (Can you feel me now?)