Freddie Foxxx - Feel Like I Been Here Lyrics
[verse 1]In the brightest of days, I can find the nightIf I just close my eyes and I squeeze em tightSecond time in this life, see familiar territoryThe hustle is my appetite the cash is my gloryIm darker than midnight, Im bright as in noonSearchin for my melodies, follow the moonEvery city and town, that I run up in my travelsMy game is like a earthquake, agitates the gravelI put it down in michigan, set it up sweetNiggas used to call me second none peteIm hard at the feet, I start the cream like scatter braveDown in cleveland, doin my thing they call me don kingI came to new york, out of west va.They call me shorty locin, Im deadly and I dont playLike willy watson I *****ed em and I knocked emStraight askin *****es wasup, like jesse cookUh huh, in alabama runnin moonshineIm rap killer, you wouldnt find a iller hundred dollar billerIm number one in augusta, like j.c.Like little herman from pittsburgh you pay meLike zack thomas and frank moltenI be the young nigga half the death, leave his ass floatinLike bumpy johnson and beautiful rainWithout the street life Id rather be dead, I swear I been hereHook:Feel like I been thereI seen murder scenes, drugs I been here beforeSend my blood to keep it raw, stay hardcore, cmon, yeahFeel like I been hereI bust guns, push nines, and snuffed out lives>from the south to the city only tryin to surviveBigger than nine to five, I been here beforeBold and ready to die, I been here before*****ed and ready to spit, I been here beforeNames you shouldnt forget, they been here before, uh[verse 2]I studied science, social studies, and mathAt the school of hard knocks, if you follow the pathAint nothin funny here son, so if you wanna laughHarlem worlds red illin, I put three in your assCuz its more about this money even more than thatIm tryin to spread it through my own hood, givin it backLike munky jackson, I be back sonCats are blast, screamin my mac, its black sonShit I keep it real niggaIm cold-blooded when I icebergSpittin game off my lips every word like none you never heardLike little willie from b-moreUptown, saturday night, little c-moreIll like the infamous I scare to deathHad them niggas up in buffalo, holdin they breathMalcolm x boulevard pushin that pHoes callin me ferrels, and they smilin at meThats what they wanna see, they call me ribbons up in louisvilleGator wing tips, 44, two spare clipsIn chocolate city I was catfishAny nigga ever disrespect me, he get his head splitLike reverend mills and from chi-townCant nobody ever ever deny, how I laid it downThese mini games like souvenirsMan I swear to everything that I am I know I been hereUh huh, cmonHook
