Lirik Lagu No Feelings - Kurupt
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Chorus 2X:Nigga I don't got no feelingsWhat the fuck you think this isI got no reason to liveSo make your mind up what you want to doI make your family be missing you
Yo dusting you off like dirty fingerprints on evidenceBattling me you dead like presidentsI'm fresh like prince jazzy like jeffThe man just like Meth crazy like LepPlus jams just like DefWith a pin I'm a king like KuruptWhen I throw a style, you better duckAnd if you don't your ass is out of luckDon't fuck with the master if I have toThen I blast you, then go to Church and see my pastorWhy you have to be like this, me and the mic's tightLike lettuce, lighting the pimpsThis year my son turned sixIf your style's wack then you need to get that shit fixedBrothers hittin Jersey, my raps hitting harder than bricks
I'm iller, willer than your local drug dealerCome to my villa, meet the 9-millaLetting off, where I stop you getting offMake you feel it just like Latifah's kiss in Set It OffYou want war come on, put on the boxing glovesPeople call me an artist on the canvas cuz I draw bloodThat's what's up with the shit I maneuverHit the losers with a Lueger then lay up in ArubaI'm gonna be rappin till you muthafuckazget sick of me on the M-I-CI'm sicker than ten niggaz with HIVTracey, pack the chico, the freak thoughHolding heats and we're in wall streetWith Sloppy Joe, you feel me yo?
Chorus:
Uh what check it, my name is StevenI eat MC's for no apparent reasonBetter you if you skeezin, I'm pleasingThose who dare, I advise you not to stare
Yo dusting you off like dirty fingerprints on evidenceBattling me you dead like presidentsI'm fresh like prince jazzy like jeffThe man just like Meth crazy like LepPlus jams just like DefWith a pin I'm a king like KuruptWhen I throw a style, you better duckAnd if you don't your ass is out of luckDon't fuck with the master if I have toThen I blast you, then go to Church and see my pastorWhy you have to be like this, me and the mic's tightLike lettuce, lighting the pimpsThis year my son turned sixIf your style's wack then you need to get that shit fixedBrothers hittin Jersey, my raps hitting harder than bricks
I'm iller, willer than your local drug dealerCome to my villa, meet the 9-millaLetting off, where I stop you getting offMake you feel it just like Latifah's kiss in Set It OffYou want war come on, put on the boxing glovesPeople call me an artist on the canvas cuz I draw bloodThat's what's up with the shit I maneuverHit the losers with a Lueger then lay up in ArubaI'm gonna be rappin till you muthafuckazget sick of me on the M-I-CI'm sicker than ten niggaz with HIVTracey, pack the chico, the freak thoughHolding heats and we're in wall streetWith Sloppy Joe, you feel me yo?
Chorus:
Uh what check it, my name is StevenI eat MC's for no apparent reasonBetter you if you skeezin, I'm pleasingThose who dare, I advise you not to stare
