Feelings
In my mind, I'm by myself
In here, got nobody else
Sitting silent by myself
Uh, oh, yeah
Feelings
In this cage here, l'm alone
Got nobody on the phone
Can I ever get a call? Yeah
Live life just how I wanna
No time for extra drama
No time for petty problems
Smoke weed, I'm sorry, Mama
Live life just how I wanna
No use to worry, wallah
No use to worry, wallah
Seven is two plus khamsa
Live life just how I wanna
No time for extra drama
No time for petty problems
I smoke weed, I'm sorry, Mama
Live life just how I wanna
No use to think too much, and
In time my time will come, I'll
Greet death with open arms, and
Feelings
In this cage here, I'm alone
I've got nobody on the phone
Can I ever get a call?
These streets will make you fucking tough, boy, tough, boy
These streets will make you fucking tough, ah
These streets will make you fucking tough, boy, tough, boy
These streets will make you fucking tough, ah
Mean streets will make you tough, but
Mean streaks will take you nowhere
Big dreams they'll make you something
I'm just meat until I'm nothing
Oh me, you're holding on well
Take a breath and exhale softly
It's no use to think too much, and It's no life to worry often
Feelings
In this cage here, I'm alone
I've got nobody on the phone
Can I ever get a call?
