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A Feel It Video (MV)




Performed By: High $tatus
Length: 3:34
Written by: Sebastian Damian




High $tatus - A Feel It Lyrics
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You are about to reach a higher status
I'm getting f*cking tired of dealing with this shit
Every f*cking little poser with a band thinks he's lit (Bitch!)
They're always talking trash while they play with their toys
Why you crying bitch? Too small for the big boys?
I preach, I teach, I try to talk real slow
I try to show them lil' pussies what it means to have flow!
If you think you have it covered then have a f*cking seat and
Make room for the king! Cuz I feel it!
Make room for the king!
Why?
Do you wanna to get me off my throne?
You wanna make me show you that you're still my lil' whore
I'm about to show you how I lose control
Get ready for some trouble when I step into my zone!
I'm about to lose my cool real soon
And knock all the motherf*ckers in the room!
Cuz
A feel it! A feel it!
Me and my gang now run the show
Anybody's got a problem they can lick the floor!
You'll never catch me slipping!
I'm a chameleon, got gazillion voices in my head
I am a master, I can muster them all when I sing
I am connected to the holy source of energy
I am the alpha and omega and the air you breathe
You wanna win, you play hard
You got no skills to play hard
You cannot live my way, hard
I came round here to stay hard
All the bitches and the leeches like to claim they hard
But when they step onto my stage they ain't really that hard
I'm about to lose my cool real soon
And knock all the motherf*ckers in the room!
Cuz
A feel it! A feel it!
Me and my gang now run the show
Anybody's got a problem they can lick the floor!
You'll never catch me slipping!
Bitch!
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You are about to reach a higher status
I'm getting f*cking tired of dealing with this shit
Every f*cking little poser with a band thinks he's lit (Bitch!)
They're always talking trash while they play with their toys
Why you crying bitch? Too small for the big boys?
I preach, I teach, I try to talk real slow
I try to show them lil' pussies what it means to have flow!
If you think you have it covered then have a f*cking seat and
Make room for the king! Cuz I feel it!
Make room for the king!
Why?
Do you wanna to get me off my throne?
You wanna make me show you that you're still my lil' whore
I'm about to show you how I lose control
Get ready for some trouble when I step into my zone!
I'm about to lose my cool real soon
And knock all the motherf*ckers in the room!
Cuz
A feel it! A feel it!
Me and my gang now run the show
Anybody's got a problem they can lick the floor!
You'll never catch me slipping!
I'm a chameleon, got gazillion voices in my head
I am a master, I can muster them all when I sing
I am connected to the holy source of energy
I am the alpha and omega and the air you breathe
You wanna win, you play hard
You got no skills to play hard
You cannot live my way, hard
I came round here to stay hard
All the bitches and the leeches like to claim they hard
But when they step onto my stage they ain't really that hard
I'm about to lose my cool real soon
And knock all the motherf*ckers in the room!
Cuz
A feel it! A feel it!
Me and my gang now run the show
Anybody's got a problem they can lick the floor!
You'll never catch me slipping!
Bitch!
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Writer: Sebastian Damian
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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