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letra de lately (feeling like) - young nasaro

[intro: 2pac, (young nasaro)]
(young nasaro on the track, yeah)
i can’t explain why i shine and no one else shines, i think everybody shines in different things, and a lot of things i can’t do. i can’t play basketball like every other black person in america. but i can act. i know how to go to that true spot in myself, because i go there everyday. i can be me. i can be whoever because i’m true to me

[verse 1]
lately, i’ve been feelin’ like my prayers have been answered
dreaming for this moment every time i took a gander
born in a society driven by propaganda
but i can still hit these haters with the [?]
’cause i’m gone, i still believe that it’s sad though
when you’re always workin’ hard so you won’t be in the shadows
before, they used to tell me i had a bad flow
i’m expressin’ my art like i’m the rappin’ pic-sso
goin’ hard every time i spit this sh-t
when the things we [?] for was only fish and grits
and the clothes that none of the other kids would fit
and they used to hate me, ’cause i was different
yeah, million dollar dreams is what i saw when i been sleepin’
couldn’t wait until i’m eatin’, now you see a brother feastin’
they say i’m getting bigger ’cause they’re too afraid to feed him
brooklyn is fallin’ off, yeah we need him

[hook]
’cause lately i’ve been feelin’ like the man right now
flyin’ high, so i could never land back down
one time, one time, one time
put your hands in the sky, we do it for one time
lately i’ve been feelin’ like the man right now
when the same people hatin’ are sayin’ i’m nice now
one time, one time, one time
and we gon’ shine brighter than the stars tonight, yeah

[interlude (2pac)]
“a lot of people, black, white, mexican, young, old, fat or skinny, have a problem being true to their self. they have a problem looking into the mirror and looking directly into their own soul. the reason i sell 6 million records, the reason i can go to jail and come out without a scratch, the reason i can walk around, the reason i am who i am today, is because i can look directly into my face and find my soul.”

[verse 2]
man, they doubted be so hard, been leavin’ me so scarred
people makin’ me think i will never go far
now they hearin’ the kid on radios like “oh, god,”
told the people i’m in it and they know that i won’t stop
even my own mom is going through struggles
but she raised me to be myself trapped in this bubble
“get this money, chase your dreams, get away from the jungle
till you fly overseas, never walkin’ the rubble”
yeah, i’ve lost friends, ’cause they see how i’ve grown
while i see their whole purpose just dyin’ slow
’cause at the top of the mountain, you see them climb below
keep going till apollo headline my shows
’cause in due time, yeah i said it before
never chasin’ no one or even knockin’ at doors
and i’m breakin’ through the ceilings but i’m hitting the frames
so tell the haters, remember the name

- young nasaro

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