Feelin` Evil Lyrics

Feelin` Evil lyrics

Intro:
Yo can I represent Gravitation to the fullest? Word up. Some times
I
just
cool out yeah come on get with it.
Hook:
Yo it's still an
ill vibe when I want to unwind
"Like you inhale like a breath of fresh air"
Phife Dog from "Can I
Kick It?"
Verse 1:
Slice like a cesarean shoot
like insulin
Hip hop lives at no radio station penetrate you like a
vaccination
Fascination do you like styro foam and crush ya
Needles in
pressure points, acupuncture
You shouldn't of start no rubbish you got no
indentity like Jay
You sing more blues than Sarah Vawn, easy to ruin like
sued
Respect like Areatha Franklin', half asleep dark must be
But still
American as fuckin' in the back seat
Yo dig this, Your biting is
constant
When I knock shit, get your wig split, I rip shit
Till I'm
sweatly like Whoopi's armpits
The bomb's lit, you try to pick my style like
chop sticks
No concepts, you would of met me long ago
Producers put me on
hold
Now I can roast you motherfuckers like Roticery Gold
And this whole
rap world is gonna miss me when I retire
Vampire, I be setting homeless
motherfuckers on FIRE!
Hook (x2)
"Day after day after day"
The yellow
nigga try to chill but then, I'm feelin' evil again
"Day after day after
day" and everytime I pick up the pen
I'm feelin' evil again "Day after day
after day"
Since the only good friend is a dead friend, I'm feelin' evil
again
"Day after day after day" Everytime my temper go thin
I'm feelin'
evil again
Girl talking:
"A-yo fuck you, you yellow ass nigga, you ain't
sayin' shit.I know you
ain't trying to diss me with that ole evil shit. A-yo
what's fuckin'
with
that? Chino you ain't shit and you ain't ever gonna be
shit.(aaaaaah)
Verse 2:
I put out more wax than Martin Lawrence
earlobe
I rock forever, Or at least until the Jets win the Super
Bowl
There's no comparing me, shocking your system like
Chemotherapy
Osmosis, cysticfibrosis, Slick Rick eye could be the
closest
I focus, on Naomi Campbel, but she's a leisbian (damn)
Stress me
and, I'll make you see more stars than planetariums
Your horrorcore is
homocore, you screamin' you Evil Live
Only played on AM and your vinyl is a
45
No Indecent Proposals cause I'm not Woody Harrelson
I ain't checkin'
for you like PE's new album son
(Blurting obscenities at random) I think you
got Turret
I make niggas sore like the first pussy Tyson get
What part of
Jersy do you come from black?
The part that white people be speeding though
in 6 seconds flat
They scared of death, they out of breath, they gonna get
car-jacked
That's what happens when you don't recognize hipanic and
blacks
Blessed by the nation, cause I'm expecting to blow up
More than
Tevin Cambell is expected to have a sex-change
operation
(oooooh)
Hook
Outro:
Fuck all of y'all