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letra de how y'all feel - kxng crooked & joell ortiz

[intro: kxng crooked]
rap about it, talk about it, rap about it
talk about it, rap about it, talk about it
talk about it

[verse 1: kxng crooked]
only time i like talking about this kind of sh-t is when the music’s playin’
it helps me get through the mayhem, my trauma is super saiyan it’s like a maserati hitting run, in my city
that’s how bodies getting spun, when the shooter’s bazooka-sprayin’
my reality is all this, i seen blood splatter come out of his gallery department
the k!ller disappeared in between the alleys and apartments
the tragedy is parking more than casualties of war
the cali streets are dark and i was a baby with a baby
my baby need baby food, baby shoes
wasn’t lazy but it made me a shady dude
couldn’t find a nine to fivе, so i’m low, .382
it’s like a stripper, grabbed a polе, pulling off crazy moves (before they ship us)
didn’t really wanna do this sh-t, i just wanted to sit pretty
in a 650, in a big city, like a big w-lly and live litty on some ruler sh-t
but this city don’t give pity to a fugitive, a lunatic
in the middle of an a lit ticket and working some computer chip or they gon’ lock you in that d-mn building
for so long, when you get home, you meet your grandchildren they say it’s up then it’s stuck, but there’s a glass ceiling
and we just go in circles that still ain’t fan feeling
i walk through society suffering quietly, anxiety k!lling me silently
keep it inside of me, only time i tell my secrets is when i step on stage
grab a mic, look at you and say
[chorus: joell ortiz]
how y’all feel out there? you good? i’m good now
i’m where i’m supposed to be, i’m where i’m supposed to be (well, alright)
how y’all feel out there tonight? you good? i’m good too
i’m where i’m supposed to be, i’m where i’m supposed to be
(well, alright)

[verse 2: joell ortiz]
ayo, how y’all feel out there?
got your phones up filming your next reel out there?
that’s chill out there, sometimes the stage feels surreal, i swear gotta be fake ’cause where i made it from, baby, it was real out there
i’m telling you, them boys k!ll out there, at will out there
you ain’t seen nothing, leave that window seal out there
they moving crack, coke, dope, weed and pills out there
do whatever to pay them bills out there
police run up with they gun up without showing they shill out there
it’s bl–dy murder in the field out there, they on your heels out there
this sh-t is ill out there, but yo, back to the show
yo, here we go
how y’all feel out there?
i feel good rappin’, the trap is behind me
i practice masterful rhymin’ like acrobats that go flyin’
i manage to flip environments, no rat-a-tat with the sirens
the cadillac’s in the driveway, the habitat i reside in
this is fire and i am in such a zone, like the hulk on his vitamins
i am at home when i’m clutching this microphone, yo, turn these lights on
i wanna see the people’s grills out there, yeah
hip-hop fans, y’all still out there?
[chorus: joell ortiz]
how y’all feel out there? you good? i’m good now
i’m where i’m supposed to be, i’m where i’m supposed to be (well, alright)
how y’all feel out there tonight? you good? i’m good too
i’m where i’m supposed to be, i’m where i’m supposed to be (well, alright)

- kxng crooked joell ortiz

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