Lyrics The Way You Feel - Shadow , Woodie , Lil Los
Don't
be
afraid
It's
just
the
way
you
feel
Don't
be
afraid,
don't
be
afraid
It's
the
way
you
feel
Tonight
we
blaze
Drop
fade
on
the
jank
in
the
Bay
all
day,
maintain
Maryjane
keep
fazing
the
haze
Hit
the
jay
always,
I
stay
on
swade,
got
no
shame
And
I
won't
change,
'cause
you
can't
tame
game
Plus
we
hang
in
a
place
where
things
are
strange
Your
brains
get
blown
from
a
pistol,
place
that
scrill
all
day
Hit
the
hill
Parlay,
'til
there
ain't
no
punks
or
coward
You
hangin'
around
us,
better
be
down
with
us
There
ain't
no
insults,
Jack
on
impulse
Drama
happens
but
I'ma
savage
Those
scandalis
pos
tryin'
to
do
damage
I'm
chokin'
on
rope
in
a
cloud
of
smoke
But
before
you
know
it
I
vanish
And
my
eyes
still
slanted
grabbin'
the
40
Posted
with
my
homies,
smoke
with
it
closely
Watchin'
you
phoneys,
act
like
you
know
me
But
still
stayin'
one
step
ahead
of
the
police
Slowly
approach
we
don't
stand
too
close
Not
even
beside
me
and
never
behind
me
Too
many
robberies
got
me
on
paranoid
Cockin'
my
mettle
toy
Like
a
hoe,
watch
me
point
Clear
my
voice
and
grip
my
groin
Twist
some
moist
to
gettin'
Bizzy
Remedying
your
homeboys
with
my
homeboys
When
busters
make
a
choice,
to
avoid
the
game
get
strange
Pull
up
the
snatch
and
hit
the
gas
pass
round
the
joint
I'm
passed
the
point
of
redemption
Reject
the
stress
And
slice
the
vega
with
a
razor
and
blaze
the
Vadar
Shake
'em
fifty
with
my
down
and
filthy
native
behaviour
We
puts
it
down
in
the
town
where
I'm
from
Nothin'
but
a
G
thang
in
the
East
Maine
Smokin'
dank
up
in
the
Golden
State
Tryin'
to
get
paid,
watchin'
the
bitchmade
pimp
They
still
stay
in
the
midst
of
drama
Riders
creep
like
spiders
On
the
late
nighter
but
we
fighters
Timeless
riders
survivors,
light
the
rope
pop
it
at
some
hoes
Can
get
exposed
before
those
panties
drop
It's
the
same
one
goes
down
We
blow
our
clouds
in
the
town
of
Antioch
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
It's
the
bomb
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
It's
like
mental
that
I
get
lit
That
icky
is
my
favourite
Got
a
cravin',
cannot
shake
it
She's
beggin'
me
to
take
it
Supposed
to
lift
with
caution
That
killer
gots
me
coughin'
Eyelids
droppin'
but
I
ain't
stoppin'
Until
them
ballers
start
recroppin'
And
I'm
often
gone
off
that
rope
And
I
hope
that
this
dank
smoke
Will
get
me
lifted,
results
of
my
addiction
I'm
hittin'
baby
crazy
Something
like
daily,
and
lately
I've
been
fiendin'
For
her
love,
so
I
spend
dubs
and
fill
my
lungs
Inhale
and
exhale,
indo
flows
when
we
Blow
hydroponics,
havin'
none
smokers
astonished
Gone
off
50
sacs
get
polished
off,
I'm
hella
sauced
Tossed
off
that
greenery,
with
dank
clouds
in
my
scenery
they
seem
To
be
completin'
me
And
I
got
these
bomb
sacs
Givin'
in
some
dental
contact,
to
all
them
Smokers
that
don't
smoke
and
don't
know
how
to
react
But
don't
be
afraid,
when
MJ
got
your
thoughts
delayed
It's
just
that
triple
A
grade,
that
steady
fuckin'
with
your
brain
I
got
my
flame
to
my
saviour,
wrapped
up
in
a
Vega
'Cause
I
love
how
she
tell
this
to
my
kickback
behaviour
And
I
can't
stop,
won't
stop,
I
smoke
pot
'til
my
casket
drops
I
love
the
steady
callin'
So
I
gotta
drop
a
10
spot,
yeah
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
Woodies
caught
off
that,
oh
those
who
know
me
Know
I
don't
smoke
weed
but
them
green
bud
smokin'
homies
Keep
on
forcin'
the
dank
up
on
me
What
a
soldier
to
do?
Peer
pressure
has
got
me
in
a
predicament
They're
tellin'
me
to
hit
that
shit
Tellin'
me
that
it's
the
sticky
shit
I'm
thinkin',
"Damn,
it's
only
herb,
I'm
already
perked
I'll
take
one
hit,
that's
it,
then
quit"
But
that's
bullshit,
they
get
me
smokin'
the
whole
spliff
So
Low
D,
who
I
be
W-Double
O-Die,
off
that
old
E
That
I
be
barely
hittin'
on,
that
tall-E,
so
if
you
happen
To
find
me
high
endin'
up
with
my
home
boys
Better
shake
that
spot
and
get
off
that
block
That
got
me
paranoid,
grippin'
a
pistol
under
my
jersey
Trigger
finger
ready
to
yank
Got
me
talkin'
twice
to
a
mobile
Like
my
home
boy
Lil'
Nate
Bates
And
now
I
feel
like
mobbin'
55
degrees
out
with
that
top
down
In
a
lark
parking
through
the
Yoc
town
With
the
heater
on,
who's
a
hog
now?
That
Indo
got
me
hella
high
Smobbin',
gazin'
at
the
sky
Thinkin'
back
on
Junior
High
Me
and
blackbird
side
by
side
Wishin'
he
was
in
the
ride
That
bomb
that
got
me
teary-eyed
That
bomb
that
makin'
me
snap
sometimes
When
I
grab
my
strap
prepare
to
die
When
ever
I
smoke
up
off
this
kill?
Who
wants
to
vibe
with,
wants
to
chill?
So
when
you
take
a
hit
of
this
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel!
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
And
it's
going
on,
it's
going
on
(all
day,
all
night)
It's
going
on
'til
the
blunt
is
gone
(don't
stop)
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
Blaze
up
the
jay
and
take
a
hit
of
that
kill
Don't
be
afraid
of
the
way
you
feel
'Cause
it's
the
bomb
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