Are you…Can you…Were you? (Felt)

It's a feeling (x10) I woke up to it Heavy, alight with trueness Always aware of losing Compelled to knew it My body traveled My mind waits behind the music My crime bemuses Relax inside my shiny blueness Time: I understand it But I never choose it I can't explain it with words I have to do it The ship I came here on vanished We automatic Don't try to plan it But chyeah, just when it comes, handle it Behind the lessons Miles beneath the slick dressing Niggas is stressing Bout shit they should be sure they guessing I twirl and cool and peel the rear view cause they are arresting But wear jumpsuit and Chinese slippers, I'm still impressive Up on the racks Old school cat from way back Gave him my meal cause he's not wiping off, that's my impression He asked me how you float all sharp and always have a fresh one And seem to know the answer to the most proverbial questions I told him Wangechi swirled it in a book of sketches I find the diamonds underneath the subtlest inflections Aw, dude The spicier the food When you chew, fuck they rules It's a feeling (x8) At a tender age We learn to turn the page To mind the screen and stage To see who got the glaze To hustle up or fade Either get made or played Find your spot in the shade And nigga, get paid So we internalize that But then we customize that By the relationship between where our ground and our sky's at I slowed it down once Everyone was going fast So I sped up cause I ain't one to reach the end last To where the grimy sparkles Amongst the shiny talkers The pistol-poppers that make pretty noise and get them dollars And while the world watches We send our street scholars To bust some presidents in hundred-thousand-dollar watches Some of the feds got us Some of us dead 'lotta us Still solid though using all the lips the streets taught us And what that heat cost us And what that loss gave us (Fucking with the people is always gonna come back around) (It's about to be) Big movements from below The golden age lies ahead Strug- Gles Pro- Ceed You can't lie to yourself You can't lie how it felt No surprise how the cards gettin dealt (That's why) I won't be back for a long time