Feelin It - Sword Beach

Like a jack knife

Into a bowl of jello

Paris hash life

Opium and a limoncello

I’m huffing bagpipes

Eyes are drippin' mellow

Rockin' bow ties

Walkin' with these dapper fellows

On a train to Amsterdam eatin' Foie gras

Space cakes got my face speakin' potra, rasta

Rudeboy Imposters get tossed up and moshed up like pasta

You ain’t got no ends in me casa

Hasta luego

I’m off into maco

Don’t mind if I say so

You wanna join the table

I’m wastin'

Need some food

Pay your dues

Get some peso’s

And don’t forget to put some fuckin' lox on my bagel

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Man, I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Fuck man, I’m feelin' it

Dance in a graveyard with elephants

We stomp on the ground and make music for the skeletons

We’re all going to join them so you might as well get settled in

Your shit talk is irrelevant like flirting with some celibates

Switchblade flow

Selfmade boat

To see through the fakes like a phantom or a ghost

I’m tired of all you viruses still looking for a host

Get that dawn drip a dick and get stuck like I roast a drink

Absinthe try and find my way out of this labyrinth

I can’t see shit so I light another match stick

Boom, boom back get that boom, boom slap

And I am so bad I’ll end this rap with a slow clap

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Man, I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Fuck man, I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Man, I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

(Has it kicked in yet?)

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Yeah I’m feelin' it

Fuck man, I’m feelin' it

I’m going to let it go in the sun

In the sun

I’m never meant to know how it’s done

How it’s done

And grieve one is calling

Our sands are falling

Midnight in Paris

I’m going to let it go as I sang

As we sang

The pains of the other as they rain

As they rain