Feel Something - Intellectual

[Intro]

I just wanna feel

[Verse 1]

I've been telling 'em for years I don't think they don't pay no mind, 'cause there's people that don't get me yet

Two-one-seven-oh, [?] raised, mind frame the same, catch me on the set

Six boys in a five seater, no rego, but you know we got the drinks on deck

Cruise past paddy wagons, everybody be cool, 'cause they haven't left the area yet

Yeah, that's my cuzo, that's my brodie, that's my best friend, that's my G

If we up to no good and they ask me 'bout it I can't see

Put me on that stand, so I can take that oath and swear to Christ

God already knows what I'm like, so I might just tell that lie

Crusin' round till we get in strife, on repeat, yeah, we pumpin' Scribe

Not many, if any, I know a couple motherfuckers not ready

[Refrain 1]

These are the days that I could never trade for nothing

We just young and dumb, hustlin', always getting into something, Hol' up

[Pre-Chorus]

We standing centre stage, spotlight

We go from night to day, all right (we do it)

We vibin' off away, and I might

Pull up to the spot, put like fifty on my [?]

[Chorus]

I just wanna feel, feel, feel, feel something, yeah

Pour it in a cup and spill, spill, spill something, yeah

That there is my blood, we fear, fear, fear nothing, yeah

[Verse 2]

Remember we were little brothers listenin' while the big homies talked

Now that we the big homies, calling shots like the boss

And we were area famous, black and white like the Raiders

Just for kicks we used to cover power lines with our trainers

Now the whole area's changing, you can tell by the faces

Man, I just seen my neighbour, he said I looked like a stranger

We used to post on the lawn and pump out tunes to the dawn

Bone Thugs-n-Harmony [?] all their songs

Then we would hit up the party, who get it, who get it started, we had the, we had the, uh

Everyone acting retarded, who got the hardest? Guess I just got it from [?]

Now I'm swimming, swimming, swimming, swimming in this world of bliss

And I really, really, really, really, really can't feel my lips

Uh, too many back to backs, we were crazy, that's a fact

Now it's time to settle down and move like Jigga, fade to black

[Refrain 2]

Those were the days that I could never trade for nothing

We were young and dumb, hustlin'

Always getting into something

Hol' up