The Feel Reel - Sene, Sly5thAve

Feel…

When everyone’s wrong

You don’t see any right

You gotta ask «what's real?»

Feel…

With all of the fakes

Amongst all of the snakes

You gotta find what’s real

You gotta paint it like a bo post rain

When the clouds broke way

And the sun hit a child like a pops that drank

You feel a lot that way

In order cheap thrill don’t equal

The feeling when the crowd vibrates

It is allah’s way

And I feel it more than Lala’s way

From New York west to drive-by state

We about that way

If I don’t feel it than I can’t fucks with it

I try to tell them and they just don’t get it

Don’t get me twisted I’m all for lettuce but

I be on some «where the burger at and where the bread is?»

And if there isn’t no one, then you best to go and get it

Ain’t nobody feel your hunger like you feel it

Homie bed it

The road is how I eat but know Brooklyn where my bed is in

Though I love to travel nowhere a place I felt this

You gotta feel it though

Pops feel it heel to toe

Just so we can feel the stove

Story of the middle loaf

Still a close feeling that I’m feeling so

'Til I feel as real as HOV for sickly individuals

Stack those residuals

So after I can build a home

And I need a stove too

Now I gotta fill my own

Rubbing sticks, throwing stones where I’m at

Rocking fitted hats, never open toes

When it’s hot as hell, some of y’all can feel the cold

Account of all the hearts broken

Holding all the hearts frozen

Over open flames, try’na change, split cigars open

Another real, walking through the field

On some shit that you can feel

Message:

Feel the rain pouring on you without looking for something to hide under

Feel the sunrays blasting you in the face without hiding behind them sucka-ass

shades

Feel the pain even when it isn’t yours

Feel the glory even when you lost

Live life 'bout how you want to, not how someone wants you to

Be the only one to fill your shoes and the only one to feel them too

Be used, but still feel new

Nomsayin?