Kendrick Lamar - Fight The Feeling Lyrics
Close your eyes[Mac Miller - Verse 1]UhhClose your eyesSo watch 'em do the macarena somewhere out in PasadenaLove the drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste ofYou a waste of the space that you take upLiving, this time around I'm not kiddingI had an intuition about these women in suspicionGot me looking at you different how a man in my positionCan't start slipping down these slopesCuz it's all justAs a kid I didn't learn that butWhen you were young and you were just tryna live yourLife and have some funIn the world when you have yet to see how evil it's becomeIt's hard to have a dream when you're deep inside of oneAnd I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungsI'm a Beatle to these young kidsSometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kidsYou had the world you 'bout to leave it to these young kidsAnd we gon' show you what the love is[Chorus - Iman Omari]Stay high, don't fight what you know,Let it become intactDon't ever let it go(It won't stop)You can't fight the feeling, feelingYou can't fight the feeling, no(It won't stop)You can't fight the feeling, feelingYou can't fight the feeling, no[Mac Miller - Verse 2]And I keep a couple Most Dope homies by meSo there aint too many times it's me, myself and IreneWe stay smoking through the nightWake up do some Tai ChiHomie can't you see I'm chilling, please don't ***** up my chiYeh my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashionWaste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfactionFell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in ManhattanBalling like I'm Jordan but I'm fresh as Mars blackmonA penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreamsA price on an idea we never can agreeThey tell you what you know but it's better to believeSo why you tryna act like what you never gonna beStill I tell 'em***** what you know, I'm feeling comfortableJust continue living life cuz enough of 'em don'tYou spend your days counting every single penny, maneStart now cuz we coming for you anyways[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar - Verse 3]Sometimes I wakeUp, up in the morning, make upWrap this much make up off my ***** soon as she yawningTake up, hours upon days just to find power shit to sayBut you won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced withBeats by Dre, I meanThe sun is slowly fallingWe all surely should die eventuallySo what's your calling?Oh, you left your phone behind,Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickednessJesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10%Sold your soulI know sold your soul and get hopelessMy focus is stared at eloping on boats that float in the openOf oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhymeOr choking or soaking up gameI'm hoping you picked the second oneThe emotion of jealousy that your holdingYou're telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconianLet me seeI break you down like a pound of fire whenever yourTactics are mighty cleverBut even if you're Mayweather you can't fight the feeling[Chorus]
