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letra de feelin' ourselves - horseshoe g.a.n.g

(intro: julius luciano)
uh, ah, aight this how i’ma do it though
aight, we a fan of a lot of mc’s
famous mc’s you know what i’m sayin’?
but uh, we like some of the biggest fans of uh, ourselves, right
so on this sh-t, we feelin’ ourselves
so uh, i’ma just say some of the sh-t my n-ggas said and p-ss
like verses in, and songs and sh-t
ay, that n-gga demetrius said, he was like…

(verse 1: julius luciano)
we the best spittin’, best livin’ or dead
i write fly sh-t like kites sent to the feds
to battle n-ggas inside prison;
listen i’ve been spittin’ them death sentences for a life sentencin’, yup!
n-ggas die behind bars, i mean die behind sh-t that i said
i guess i’m like mike vick in the head
i k!ll n-ggas who think they bite vicious
but you a female, dog, that’s why y’all like b-tchin instead

(verse 2: demetrius capone)
yeah, yeah that was cool, that was some cool bars i said back in the
back in the day
that n-gga kenny was cold though, he was like, uh…
yo, don’t blame me for my insanity, blame humanity, i’m a human in distress, yep
life is handing me tragedies, i don’t think she’s a fan of me
but she finna be fannin’ me while i’m under my canopy
handin’ me an iced tea with a lemon squeeze and it’s sweet
almost as sweet as that’ll be
i’mma make it reality, bet yet
’til then i’ll speak as bad as a death threat
and flatten n-ggas out like a bed set

(verse 3: julius luciano)
okay, check it; what dice said is uh…
whack mcs i hate y’all like i hate black cops
operate in all black, black ops
you f-ggots get merked, put your fam in the dirt
when i grip the snub, you’ll be missin’ son, amber alert
i’m a superhero but i don’t need no sidekick
i don’t need no psychic, the scope on my gun’s a crystal ball, i see your life is
in the zoom, pistol croon like peabo bryson
i send you to h-ll, then your crew, y’all get reunited

(verse 4: andrew “dice” deniro)
yeah, you know what that little n-gga kenny said?
he say…
if a n-gga got beef he can talk to my piece
play like snitches n-gga; talk to the heat
i’ll treat a trigger like charmin and squeeze
you n-ggas must be p-ssy since you are what you eat

(verse 5: demetrius capone)
yeah n-gga you took it way back with that one
yeah, but tell me where these bars come from?…
my n-gga listen to this verse and see why i’m on some c-cky sh-t
won’t stop grinding ‘til my bills on some cosby sh-t
i wish you would try to rob me for my rocky wrist
i swing on n-ggas over ice on some hockey sh-t
i come out to play when the day’s finished
see the gauge in a vague image of a crazed menace
you rain and miss shots, race through the rain dripping
i’ll move you into a ditch: you’ll become a grave tenant

(verse 6: julius luciano)
“grave tenant” oh, wait, what about this one?…
let’s get this lyrical murdering under way
put these n-ggas way under, no delay andale
make these n-ggas lay under
dirt, the undertaker’s taking over
no wonder they getting ate by the eighth wonder

(verse 7: kenny siegel)
ay, that n-gga debo said though…
let the life lesson begin
recite reverend wright rhetoric then
be a motherf-cker just like oedipus and
live by the sin commandments instead of the 10
life’s better when you invite predators in

(verse 8: julius luciano)
aiyo, what about this one though?…
i’m tryin’ to aim at every single lames hat and blaze it
and see caps flyin’ everywhere like i’m at a graduation
cuz if i don’t eat, these cats won’t breathe
i might rob your whole team for your cold bling
so if you don’t wanna be neckless or in a brace, let me see that charm or watch the snub nose ring
…that type of sh-t…

- horseshoe g a n g

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