Feel Like I Been Here lyrics

[Verse 1]

In the brightest of days, I can find the night

If I just close my eyes and I squeeze `em tight

Second time in this life, see familiar territory

The hustle is my appetite the cash is my glory

I`m darker than midnight, I`m bright as in noon

Searchin for my melodies, follow the moon

Every city and town, that I run up in my travels

My game is like a earthquake, agitates the gravel

I put it down in Michigan, set it up sweet

Niggas used to call me second none Pete

I`m hard at the feet, I start the cream like scatter brave

Down in Cleveland, doin my thing they call me Don King

I came to New York, out of West VA.

They call me Shorty Locin, I`m deadly and I don`t play

Like Willy Watson I fucked `em and I knocked `em

Straight askin bitches wasup, like Jesse Cook

Uh huh, in Alabama runnin Moonshine

I`m rap killer, you wouldn`t find a iller hundred dollar biller

I`m number one in Augusta, like J.C.

Like little Herman from Pittsburgh you pay me

Like Zack Thomas and Frank Molten

I be the young nigga half the death, leave his ass floatin

Like Bumpy Johnson and beautiful rain

Without the street life I`d rather be dead, I swear I been here



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Feel Like I Been There

I seen murder scenes, drugs I been here before

Send my blood to keep it raw, stay hardcore, c`mon, yeah

Feel Like I Been Here

I bust guns, push nines, and snuffed out lives

>From the south to the city only tryin to survive

Bigger than nine to five, I been here before

Bold and ready to die, I been here before

Cocked and ready to spit, I been here before

Names you shouldn`t forget, they been here before, uh



[Verse 2]

I studied science, social studies, and math

At the school of hard knocks, if you follow the path

Aint nothin funny here son, so if you wanna laugh

Harlem World`s red illin, I put three in your ass

Cuz it`s more about this money even more than that

I`m tryin to spread it through my own hood, givin it back

Like Munky Jackson, I be back son

Cats are blast, screamin my mac, it`s black son

Shit I keep it real nigga

I`m cold-blooded when I iceberg

Spittin game off my lips every word like none you never heard

Like little Willie from B-More

Uptown, Saturday night, little C-More

Ill like the Infamous I scare to death

Had them niggas up in Buffalo, holdin they breath

Malcolm X Boulevard pushin that P

Hoes callin me ferrels, and they smilin at me

That`s what they wanna see, they call me ribbons up in Louisville

Gator wing tips, 44, two spare clips

In Chocolate City I was Catfish

Any nigga ever disrespect me, he get his head split

Like Reverend Mills and from Chi-Town

Can`t nobody ever ever deny, how I laid it down

These mini games like souvenirs

Man I swear to everything that I am I know I been here

Uh huh, c`mon



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