Feel
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel?
The fact that we got the nerve to drop the Love Struck lightning after shock ya Black Jam? Oh God bless
It must be heavenly sent. We release stress with strokes, look how it doesn't depend on relevance
Creatively independent. Far from a timid artist. We go bananas, we're the apes in the planet
Slipping some chains. The game is imbalanced. The sapiens who finance how art will be managed
Yeah! Seeing that the music is of two African students of the game, it amuses, and it makes you all panic
First leg of the legend. We know kasi like spanner. Don't worry, we're fixing with some bush mechanics
Mxm! You should see the oil all over my clothes. I'm grease monkey. I don't lie on quotes. I'm king of the jungle
Arg! You had to say that. Now they gonna debate on that line and miss the message
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well.
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
Yeah! Locked up, you might not find me
Said I must stay low-key. Homie
On dope beats. I'm really sorry
Your fans are my fiends
A bubbling dime. Can you afford me?
I move in silence. Mind like a rich man's time piece
The feel of being lonely is weaker than the state of being low-key
Lekhemi's ability turns a loudmouth a dead homie
Smooth operating this game of life. Moves are Godly
It's like I'm cheating or something, all the pressure below me
If you ask the planet, we're from the South
Hip Hop's ancestors found resonance with the sound
Jozi where I roam around. Golide under the clouds.
Is she down? I don't know. I get deep like bones thrown on the ground
The sun rose, and it shown on my currency
That's an East Rand prodigy daydreamer mentality.
Like what if we got together, made the whole world believe it'll feel ayt if it heard us dropping these...
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel?
The fact that we got the nerve to drop the Love Struck lightning after shock ya Black Jam? Oh God bless
It must be heavenly sent. We release stress with strokes, look how it doesn't depend on relevance
Creatively independent. Far from a timid artist. We go bananas, we're the apes in the planet
Slipping some chains. The game is imbalanced. The sapiens who finance how art will be managed
Yeah! Seeing that the music is of two African students of the game, it amuses, and it makes you all panic
First leg of the legend. We know kasi like spanner. Don't worry, we're fixing with some bush mechanics
Mxm! You should see the oil all over my clothes. I'm grease monkey. I don't lie on quotes. I'm king of the jungle
Arg! You had to say that. Now they gonna debate on that line and miss the message
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well.
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
Yeah! Locked up, you might not find me
Said I must stay low-key. Homie
On dope beats. I'm really sorry
Your fans are my fiends
A bubbling dime. Can you afford me?
I move in silence. Mind like a rich man's time piece
The feel of being lonely is weaker than the state of being low-key
Lekhemi's ability turns a loudmouth a dead homie
Smooth operating this game of life. Moves are Godly
It's like I'm cheating or something, all the pressure below me
If you ask the planet, we're from the South
Hip Hop's ancestors found resonance with the sound
Jozi where I roam around. Golide under the clouds.
Is she down? I don't know. I get deep like bones thrown on the ground
The sun rose, and it shown on my currency
That's an East Rand prodigy daydreamer mentality.
Like what if we got together, made the whole world believe it'll feel ayt if it heard us dropping these...
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
How do you feel, the fact that we got here?
No chance. No bands. No songs for the girls
Well, oh damn. Not even snaps for the gram
Oh snap. I picture you not feeling well
Credits
Writer(s): Tumelo Selemela
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