Текст песни The Way You Feel - Woodie

Tonight we blaze
Drop fade on the dank 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, cuz 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 cowards
You hangin' around us better be down with us
There ain't no insults jack on impulse
Drama happens but I'm a 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 wit my homies, smoke wit it closely
Watchin' you phoney's 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
Cokin' 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 bustas 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 vega
Shake em fifty with my down and filthy native behavior
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 bitch-made pimp
They still stay in the midst of drama
Ridaz creep like spidaz
On the late nighta but we fightas
Timeless ridaz survivors, light the rope pop it at some hoes
Can get exposed before those panties drop
Its 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
It's the bomb

It's like mental that I get lit
That icky is my favorite
Gotta a cravin' can I shake it
She's beggin me to take it
Supposed to lift with caution
That killas got me coughin'
I ain't droppin' and I ain't stoppin'
Until them ballas 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 hitting baby crazy
Something like daily, and lately I've been feenin'
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, 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 f*ckin' with your brain
I got my flame to my savior, wrapped up in a vega
Cuz I love how she tell this to my kickback behavior
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 yea

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
It's the bomb

Woodies caught off that those who know me
Know I don't smoke weed but them greenbud smokin' homies
Keep on forcin the dank up on me
What's a soldier to do?
The 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 bullsh*t, 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 wit my homeboys
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 homeboy lil' Nate Bates
And now I feel like mobbin'
55 degrees out with that top down
In a lark parking thru 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
Whenever I smoke up off this kill?
Most of all who 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
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
It's the bomb, and it's going on