Testo Feel Different - LaQuan feat. Fredro Starr
Testo della canzone Feel Different (LaQuan feat. Fredro Starr), tratta dall'album Cooley High
Free my nigga Mike man
You know what happens when the killers get involved nigga
Aight, let's go
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel different
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel
The great debater for those actin' like betas
Poetic energy is kinetic, you know it's nature
Thinkin' out the box, I feel I'm givin' 'em danger
Thinkin' in the box, I'm feelin' that's more dangerous
They don't understand for real, I do it effortless
All my people movin' as one, this shit is exodus
Runnin' up the numbers for sure, you can't measure it
The difference in amount gets told, look what death was sent
Tell the truth in the booth, this shit polished
Antetokounmpo, when I flow you gotta be honest
You know the kid live by the creed, I'm like Adonis
Rap niggas say they want smoke, fuck is the problem?
Real shit, I'ma lift it on 'em
Afro puff, just know I'm pickin' on 'em
Funeral tux, I got a fitted on 'em
Every bitch in the hood, just know I'm wiggin' on 'em
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel different
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel
Yeah, Biggie Smalls, bitch I'm still Brooklyn
Down in Hell's Kitchen and I'm still cookin'
You got diamonds in your mouth, get your grill tooken
Blowin' Spike Lee joints nigga, the real Crooklyn
Rappers imitatin' the style, they still jackin'
Fredro the movie star, I'm still actin'
The Bentley coupe, it got the ill traction
You soundin' like a young Kobe, I'm Phil Jackson
I designed this shit, I'm the architect
Every verse a masterpiece, sellin' art direct
Shit get dark every time I spark the TEC
Everybody rap, everybody marked for death
The four-fifth make 'em levitate
God gave me infinite power like the letter eight
Since Rae and Ghost, nobody got a better tape
Big Bs on the world, fuckin' let 'em hate
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel different
Mike Jones, bitch I'm still tippin'
They hate I ran it up, they gotta deal with it
Feel like school lunch, I got a meal ticket
Everybody rap but it feel
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Writer(s): Fred Scruggs, Kristof Lilienthal, Laquan Howard
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