Can You Feel It Lyrics - Singles - Shyheim

Haaaaaa, and it don't stop and it don't stop 

Rugged child got the world prop nigga 

Can you feel it 

Can you feel it 

(do I gotta cock my pistol? ) 

[shyheim] 

I be notorious like that nigga big smalls 

Plus I keep it raw live illegal like jamal 

If ya act up you get shot up 

What the blood? I represent thugs (you know it) 

Y'all know my style, bring it to man, woman and child 

Buckwild juvenile (rugged child break it down) 

Jiggers they stick close like crews 

You never see me spendin cash rules on you fools 

Cause I don't love you hoes (why not) 

A lot of y'all cross be laws like got 

A nigga like me keep it real, word to jesus 

Respect to the real woman, fuck you skeezers 

Chorus: (2x) 

Can you feel it 

Can you feel it 

(or do I gotta cock my pistol? ) 

I'm a juvenile deliquent, I keeps a cocked biscuit 

Moet and alize be gettin a nigga lifted 

And when I'm high my mouth is dry 

I'm not from the sky 

But a nigga for the eye he better do or die 

Clack-clack, that's all you hear up in the dark 

Blaka-blaka, and then two bright sparks 

The boy fall down while screamin police 

Wooo jiggy comin, but them no worry me see 

A criminal for bein crimi-nal 

No matter who, what, how, when or where it goes down 

A dramalord plus a punany don 

In '95 i'ma max like nissan 

I'ma max, get it, max, i'ma, max-ima, well come along 

I take you through another chamber, let me pick 

36 wu-tang? yeah that be that shit 

Chorus 

So I creep ooohhhhhh I roll deep like f.o.i.'s 

Recognize or get paralyzed 

I drop jewels like a nervous appraiser 

A hell raiser, engrave my logo in your back player 

I bring the pain in many different methods 

Similar to the lethal injection and your style is seconds 

What punk, boy I'll box ya up 

Plus my rhymes is sicker than them kids in somalia 

Chorus