paroles de chanson 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