Mr. Lil One

Mr. Lil One - Feeling songtekst

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[Mr. Lil One]

I show up in the room, wit' a witch and a broom

Mothafuckas know how I do it when I show

Blowin' up houses showin up like mouses

Leavin fuckin holes in you're wall till they fall

Callin up the 5-0 snitchin on the wyno

You dont wanna fuck wit these mothafuckas I know

Gasoline matches sleepin' in the matress

Give your bitch your matches, boom you're ashes

Sleepin' in the gutter, what about your service

Nobody's around him, they say I make 'em nervous

Run for eternal, salute me like a Coronel

Never could escape all the flames from the lake

Now you got a widow, broke without a nickle

Askin' me Little, can you be my sicko

Burnin up my bridges, make your turn religious

Tell my nigga Eazy to holla when he sees me



[Chorus]

I have a feelin', I think it's gonna mean

A whole lot of killin', when you fuckin' wit me

You have a feelin', think you better run

Tell me who the villain, Mr. Lil' One

[2x]



[Mr. Lil One]

I went up in your pad, on your mother and your dad

Had to tie 'em up, had a nigga fired up

I think I need a change, I've been chillin' in the range

Time to loosin' up, grab my shit and juice 'em up

Fuckin' wit' the ghetto, we got a score to settle

When ever we face, put your pedal to the metal

Pray for your life, I'm like O.J. wit' a knife

I beat it cause I cheated, bitch I'm undefeated

66 and 0, and got 6 to go

Lick up on the dick when I pick another hoe

Show no remoarse, of course you're a corpse

When ever we bump in the forest like Gump

See me in the Omen, beenie on my dome and

Since I was a child, drivin' mothafuckas wild

Obsessive, possesive, and never have I rested

Demon in my soul, now won't you come and test it



[Chorus]



[Mr. Lil One]

Cat behind my back, grab your gat it's all good

Eventually it'll get to me, creep up in your hood

Danger I'ma stranger, dress up like a homeless

Activate disaster, find your body domeless

From the neck down, what went down

Thought about your homies, I think they let your down

That's insecurities fuckin wit maturity

Thought about a foe, sick then it occured to me

He heard of me he knows, he chose to be a starter

Fatal your mistake, never take me from my daughter

Use your imagination, premeditation

Execute you mother and your whole generation

Give you all the chills, make you pop pills

Piss up on your jeans, see me in your dreams

Prepared to be, scared of me, Satan can't compare to me

Come to my legacy, my daughters right next to me



[Chorus]
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