FEEL.

Aint nobody prayin for me
Aint nobody prayin for me (Aint nobody prayin for me)
Aint nobody prayin for me (Nobody prayin for me)
Aint nobody prayin for me
(Aint nobody prayin for me)
(Nobody prayin for me)
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I feel like a chip on my shoulders
I feel like Im losin my focus
I feel like Im losin my patience
I feel like my thoughts in the basement
Feel like, I feel like youre miseducated
Feel like I dont wanna be bothered
I feel like you may be the problem
I feel like it aint no tomorrow, fuck the world
The world is ending, Im done pretendin
And fuck you if you get offended
I feel like friends been overrated
I feel like the family been fakin
I feel like the feelings are changin
Feel like my thought of compromise is jaded
Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it
Feel like I aint feelin you all
Feel like removin myself, no feelings involved
I feel for you, Ive been in the field for you
Its real for you, right?
Shit, I feel like-
Aint nobody prayin for me
Aint nobody prayin for me
Aint nobody prayin for me
Aint nobody prayin
I feel niggas been out of pocket
I feel niggas tappin they pockets
I feel like debatin on who the greatest can stop it
I am legend , I feel like all of yall is peasants
I feel like all of yall is desperate
I feel like all it take is a second to feel like
Mike Jordan whenever holdin a real mic
I aint feelin your presence
Feel like Ima learn you a lesson
Feel like only me and the music, though
I feel like your feelin aint mutual
I feel like the enemy you should know
Feel like the feelin of no hope
The feelin of bad dope
A quarter ounce manipulated from soap
The feelin, the feelin of false freedom
Ill force feed em the poison that fill em up in the prison
I feel like its just me
Look, I feel like I cant breathe
Look, I feel like I cant sleep
Look, I feel heartless, often off this
Feelin of fallin, of fallin apart with
Darkest hours, lost it
Fillin the void of bein employed with ballin
Streets is talkin, fillin the planks with coffins
Fill up the banks with dollars
Fill up the graves with fathers
Fill up the babies with bullshit
Internet blogs and pulpit, fill em with gossip
I feel like this gotta be the feelin where Pac was
The feelin of an apocalypse happenin
But nothin is awkward, the feelin wont prosper
The feelin is toxic, I feel like Im boxin demons, monsters
False prophets schemin, sponsors, industry promises
Niggas, bitches, honkies, crackers, Compton
Church, religion, token blacks, and bondage
Lawsuit visits, subpoena served in concert
Fuck your feelings, I mean thisfor imposters
I can feel it, the phoenix sure to watch us
I can feel it, the dream is more than process
I can put a regime that forms a Loch Ness
I can feel it , the scream that haunts our logic
I feel like sayin some, I feel like takin some
I feel like skatin off, I feel like waitin for em
Maybe its too late for em
I feel like the whole world want me to pray for em
But who the fuck prayin for me?
Aint nobody prayin for me
Who prayin for me?
Aint nobody prayin