Текст песни Shyheim - Can You Feel It
Shyheim - Can You Feel It слова песни
Haaaaaa, and it don`t stop and it don`t stopRugged Child got the world prop niggaCan you feel itCan you feel it(Do I gotta cock my pistol?)[Shyheim]I be notorious like that nigga Big SmallsPlus I keep it raw live illegal like JamalIf ya act up you get shot upWhat the blood? I represent thugs (you know it)Y`all know my style, bring it to man, woman and childBuckwild juvenile (Rugged Child break it down)Jiggers they stick close like crewsYou never see me spendin cash rules on you foolsCause I don`t love you hoes (why not)A lot of y`all cross be laws like GotA nigga like me keep it real, word to JesusRespect to the real woman, fuck you skeezersChorus: (2x)Can you feel itCan you feel it(Or do I gotta cock my pistol?)I`m a juvenile deliquent, I keeps a cocked biscuitMoet and Alize be gettin a nigga liftedAnd when I`m high my mouth is dryI`m not from the skyBut a nigga for the eye he better do or dieClack-clack, that`s all you hear up in the darkBlaka-blaka, and then two bright sparksThe boy fall down while screamin policeWOOO jiggy comin, but them no worry me seeA criminal for bein crimi-nalNo matter who, what, how, when or where it goes downA dramalord plus a punany donIn `95 I`ma max like NissanI`ma max, get it, max, I`ma, Max-ima, well come alongI take you through another Chamber, let me pick36 Wu-Tang? Yeah that be that shitChorusSo I creep ooohhhhhh I roll deep like F.O.I.`sRecognize or get paralyzedI drop jewels like a nervous appraiserA hell raiser, engrave my logo in your back playerI bring the pain in many different methodsSimilar to the lethal injection and your style is secondsWhat punk, boy I`ll box ya upPlus my rhymes is sicker than them kids in SomaliaChorus