This Feeling - Cam Groves, Shane Reis, Spose

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause these kids talk like I’m not Hip-Hop

No relieving, this feeling

You think my shit’s soft?

Now I’m feeling pissed off

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause nowadays, I been feeling like a different man

No relieving, this feeling

Ooh, I get the feeling that this shit’s about to hit the fan

I started rapping and I knew I had that knack for it

Way before you could buy music at an app store

Know a lot of rappers wanna throw me out the back door

If you’re on the bottom, homie, you should fucking rap more

And I don’t care, I’m aware that I’m bitter

The most terrifying spitter that ain’t verified on Twitter

And I ain’t gon' stop, I don’t dare to be a quitter

Sicker than drinking liquor and then staring at the shitter

I never sold work, I never bust slugs

I never done dirt, I’ve never fucked mud

I’ve done some dumb stuff, couple times, cuffed up

But you don’t see me grab the mic, acting like I’m tough stuff

Snap, crackle, pop, lock and drop it

I’ve been Hip-Hop since hopscotch and Walkmans

It’s Vietnam with these bombs that I’m droppin'

I’m trying to pop off like a crock pot in Boston

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause these kids talk like I’m not Hip-Hop

No relieving, this feeling

You think my shit’s soft?

Now I’m feeling pissed off

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause nowadays, I been feeling like a different man

No relieving, this feeling

Ooh, I get the feeling that this shit’s about to hit the fan

Is it my turn to be flexin'?

I come through without a buzz like a bee nest

more to be relentless

I don’t smoke, but been dope since back when they thought that my cologne was

weed scented

The funny thing is now that my feet have found the ground

It’s daps and fist pounds whenever we step in

But I’ve never unseen the scene, in the scene

Since I was green reppin', take heed to those who seem brethren

They try to keep down the decent names to be ahead

But me pretend?

Shit, I would rather leave headless

But I swim in the deep end dependin' on what it’s dependent on

What side of the fence is wrong?

Is it my decision?

Man, I get it where I fiddlin'

Speak my mind, but keep in mind that we are different, man

All benefited, man

I’ve done nothing less than go and get it

So at least when shit hits the fan, my hands is thick and spent

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause these kids talk like I’m not Hip-Hop

No relieving, this feeling

You think my shit’s soft?

Now I’m feeling pissed off

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause nowadays, I been feeling like a different man

No relieving, this feeling

Ooh, I get the feeling that this shit’s about to hit the fan

I’m here to describe that feeling inside

You try to conceal it, but really, it’s just building in time

That’s why, I keep it real till people feeling my vibe

Until I got 'em throwing hand towards the ceiling and sky, I

Don’t wanna sound like I’m harder than the rest, but

When the bass is pumping like the heart up in my chest, then

Once you feel it starting, then it’s harder to suppress, so

I attack the beat like a cardiac arrest, ugh

Cam is making damn beats until my hands are shaking

You haters thinking that I’m faker than some animation

You got some damage waitin', I got a plan to make it

Your weak crew see-through like they laminated

I know you hate it, I’m stating the hard facts

My bars bombard tracks like cars on tarmac

It’s P. Dank, yeah, we headed to the top

Got a feeling that we’ll make it if this feeling doesn’t stop

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause these kids talk like I’m not Hip-Hop

No relieving, this feeling

You think my shit’s soft?

Now I’m feeling pissed off

No relieving, this feeling

'Cause nowadays, I been feeling like a different man

No relieving, this feeling

Ooh, I get the feeling that this shit’s about to hit the fan