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Vendetta Kingz – How I Feel lyrics

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[Chorus]

The whole world foul, word? That’s how you feel?
Word that’s how I feel son, make me wanna kill
People act trife, word? That’s how you feel?
Word that’s how I feel, it don’t matter how I feel

The whole world foul, word? That’s how you feel?
Word that’s how I feel son, make me wanna kill
People act trife, word? That’s how you feel?
Word that’s how I feel, it don’t matter how I feel

[Verse 1]

I forgive my enemies even if it hurts
Aggression inside but side dreams are making it work
All of my Kingz from the heart, we ain’t playing no part
Originators, vivid painters recreating the art
Don’t patronize me, pa cause I ain’t feeling right
Seems like these fools in between concealing the hype
Feel it twice, I feel it when I pillage mics
I represent my village and we don’t jump on any deal in sight
My shine switches like a flickering chameleon light
Maybe I should tone it down, that’s what the children like
Staging lights for the millions, they’ve forsaken life
Give in to the flesh but their soul had to pay the price
I only hope God cares or if an angel might acknowledge all my prayers
And we’d never need the paper, right?
That’s my favourite, fucking with these haters
Like they gonna mess around and get their whole career slain tonight

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

Flow shaper man, the paper goes to those who close ?
Razor sharp for the majors
Yeah you got heart but you stuck in the past rocking pagers
While the new players is pressing on touch screens and such
Big ? leave you looking a bit silly and scrubbed
No love for them old school gangsters
It seems every time that I step on stage
8:30 o’clock slot, when will it stop?
Fake counterparts show no love
They got a dirty plot, non-existent fans not swinging
Like a silent ceiling fan, that’s how I’m feeling fam
Like a door that doesn’t open, it’s closed caught in a jam
Managing, still running and scrambling, can’t handle it no more
I’m not budging even if you started pushing and shoving
Made a mark and felt pain for this, it came by the dozen, it’s nothing

[Chorus]

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