F Feelings - Twiztid

When it come down to it, just like a knee, all blew it

Just like a sneeze, achoo it

Felt it like a breeze I knew it another couple of hundred emcees couldn’t do

what we do it

Going way past the point to come back

Better have 'em come check where the bombs at

Fuck 'em all like a contract

Bet they got they cops and they contacts

Bet they got a lawyer

A retainer ain’t debatin' me to stop that

Later I be dealing with a sword, it’s a portrait

I don’t give a fuck about a hater you can halt that

Always on your mind like a skull cap

Only way I’m dropping a dime is if she fall back

Got your motherfuckin' back like a bra strap

But you bitches need to go and get your balls back

Probably got them hidden in your fuckin' homies jaws facts

Twiztid, propane

Gassing on these bitches since the old days

Gunshots, road rage

Talkin' bout your feelings, where the lows man?

Fuck Feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings

Everything you are, I’m the opposite

Screaming «fuck the world"with no apologies

You could do your worst, it doesn’t bother me

I don’t feel a thang

Arrogance is evil, they makin' you look conceited

And anger come off as jealous, like you prolly can’t achieve it

Confidence is king and having it make you look better

But when doubt come out to visit, enter into gloomy weather

Better but we’re not feeling better, we enter in despair

With no one to talk to, with no one to really care

Doubt’s all about solidifying that you’re weak

But greed’s from out of town and up in the driver’s seat

Buckle up, we be catchin' up on bad times

With the blindfolds on as we roll through the stop signs

No breaks or intention to stop

Everybody normal in the world, did I mention I’m not

If it ain’t habit then I’m somewhere in-between

So many ridicule our secret abnormality genes

And I done seen so-called Satan

Holy shit maybe it’s time for the criminals to win

Twiztid, propane

Gassing on these bitches since the old days

Gunshots, road rage

Talkin' bout your feelings, where the lows man?

Fuck Feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings, fuck feelings

Everything you are, I’m the opposite

Screaming «fuck the world"with no apologies

You could do your worst, it doesn’t bother me

I don’t feel a thang