Released on September 11, 2001

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[Intro]

(It's not that I don't love you)

(You know how much I do)


[Intro: Dom Pachino (9th Prince)]

Yeah, Killarm

This one here's for the people (Word up)

To families livin' in the ghetto

Babies, right there with you

Puerto Rico (Japan, Africa)


[Chorus]

Make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it


[Verse 1: Dom Pachino]

Have you ever seen a grown man cry?

Have you ever asked a grown man why?

Why do you feel that way inside?

Sometimes I had to swallow my pride and settle for less

Lord, don't settle for less, you more like the best

To me, as I pull my head out my skully

And I give praise due to those who mean something to me

Moms, you incredible, you raised me all by yourself

Regardless of the situation, there was food on the shelf

Pops, you abandoned me, you left me all alone

In this cold war zone, I had to fends for my own

My sister Candie, probably the only one that understands me

Girl, I love you to death, you never turned your back on me

La Familia sick, I wish I had the hands to heal you quick

And rid you of a disease you living with

A young father, I've been blessed with two little girls

You's are jewels more precious than diamonds or pearls

A part of me from a different perspective

And any woman that I'm dealing with is gon' have to respect it

On the outside there's negativity

Please kill it 'cause on the inside, me and my team'll make you feel it


[Chorus]

Make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it


[Over Chorus: 9th Prince]

Word up, it's like everyday, it's a struggle

Like floating in a bubble

Running over rocks, sticks and stones, and all that


[Verse 2: 9th Prince]

Mom I'm suspended from school

Boy, I'm tired of your shit, Black woman driving the mothership

Own the company wit ya name, incorporate

She told me I was handsome, I knew I looked funny with big lips

But that's the love she had for her son, the 9th Prince

Forever you exist in my circumference

You left my brain numbness, at night sometimes I cry

Wipe the salty tears from my eyes and realize, life's no jive

You caught up in the beehive but Mom, ever since you been gone

Ain't nothing changed, RZA got a new Range

I can't complain, them fake cats stay in they lane

Your granddaughter Angelica, is getting bigger

More figures I gotta spend on Princess Corinthia

Polaroid pictures, back when fam was ghetto prisoners

Let's all hold hands, and sing for the listeners

I know you feeling us


[Chorus]

Make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it


[Over Chorus: Islord]

(It's not that I don't love you)

Shit is just that real

Know what I mean? Shit is definitely just that real

(It's not that I don't love you)

Coming up in the ghetto and shit

You know, it's like sometimes you just

Sometimes, ya know

It's like, it's like sometimes


[Verse 3: Islord]

Sometimes I catch myself sitting back

Scratching the hair off my head

Thinking about where I'm at, Black

Trapped in the worst part

I guess so son, shit is fucked up though

The type of shit a young Black man gotta go through

Everyday of his life, no matter where we at

They say we sell crack, yeah, we do, son

So what do you expect us to do about it, I gotta eat

I ain't tryna starve for government

I know you loving it, got us like rats in labs

Just watching us fade away, ain't it sad

Like a rainy day, so what the fuck the President gotta say?


[Chorus]

Make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it, on the outside

And make ya feel it, on the inside

And make ya feel it