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bumpy knuckles - feel like i been here lyrics

[verse 1]
in the brightest of days, i can find the night
if i just close my eyes and i squeeze ’em tight
second time in this life, see familiar territory
the hustle is my appet-te the cash is my glory
i’m darker than midnight, i’m bright as in noon
searchin for my melodies, follow the moon
every city and town, that i run up in my travels
my game is like a earthquake, agitates the gravel
i put it down in michigan, set it up sweet
n-gg-s used to call me second none pete
i’m hard at the feet, i start the cream like scatter brave
down in cleveland, doin my thing they call me don king
i came to new york, out of west va.
they call me shorty locin, i’m deadly and i don’t play
like w-lly watson i f-cked ’em and i knocked ’em
straight askin b-tches wasup, like jesse cook
uh huh, in alabama runnin moonshine
i’m rap killer, you wouldn’t find a iller hundred dollar biller
i’m number one in augusta, like j.c.
like little herman from pittsburgh you pay me
like zack thomas and frank molten
i be the young n-gg- half the death, leave his -ss floatin
like b-mpy johnson and beautiful rain
without the street life i’d rather be dead, i swear i been here

hook:
feel like i been there
i seen murder scenes, drugs i been here before
send my blood to keep it raw, stay hardcore, c’mon, yeah
feel like i been here
i bust guns, push nines, and snuffed out lives
>from the south to the city only tryin to survive
bigger than nine to five, i been here before
bold and ready to die, i been here before
c-cked and ready to spit, i been here before
names you shouldn’t forget, they been here before, uh

[verse 2]
i studied science, social studies, and math
at the school of hard knocks, if you follow the path
aint nothin funny here son, so if you wanna laugh
harlem world’s red illin, i put three in your -ss
’cause it’s more about this money even more than that
i’m tryin to spread it through my own hood, givin it back
like munky jackson, i be back son
cats are blast, screamin my mac, it’s black son
sh-t i keep it real n-gg-
i’m cold-blooded when i iceberg
spittin game off my lips every word like none you never heard
like little willie from b-more
uptown, sat-rday night, little c-more
ill like the infamous i scare to death
had them n-gg-s up in buffalo, holdin they breath
malcolm x boulevard pushin that p
hoes callin me ferrels, and they smilin at me
that’s what they wanna see, they call me ribbons up in louisville
gator wing tips, 44, two spare clips
in chocolate city i was catfish
any n-gg- ever disrespect me, he get his head split
like reverend mills and from chi-town
can’t n-body ever ever deny, how i laid it down
these mini games like souvenirs
man i swear to everything that i am i know i been here
uh huh, c’mon

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