Feels Right (feat. Logic)

Yonas

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    Yonas:
    Thou shall forever fascinate upon my art
    Cause on a wall of legends I'm about to make a mark
    And nothing is forever so before I dare depart
    I give you flows like presents you can't wait to tear apart
    Trayvon in a hoodie, that could easily be me
    I'm looking at the sky, "Like how evil this could be?"
    Where's Jesus when you need him where we're bleeding in these streets
    That's why I packed a semi-auto when I'm speeding in my jeep
    Shit is real when you're living in fear of being assassinated
    It ain't an option no more, homie I have to make it
    I see the ladies screaming in the studio cheering
    These are million dollar vocals that they're engineering
    I take a look behind me and see visions of home
    I take a look ahead of me and see kingdoms and thrones
    I'm on this journey and I'm my own opponent
    Forgive me I'm just caught up in the moment

    Yonas:
    So is this what you been waiting for
    Cause the gangsters love it and the ladies do too man
    I put this on my real life
    I can't explain it, it's just something that feels right

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    Logic:
    (Young Sinatra)
    Yeah, you know the deal cause really we never rest
    Last night I was in the ER X-Ray to my chest
    Palms sweaty, running the fever but never the less
    I'm going through rhymes in my mind to relieve the stress
    Come to find out the doctor said I have a throat infection
    Not to mention, I got a couple shows this week
    How am I supposed to hit the stage if I can't even speak
    Second they knew what it was they gave me the medication
    While the Rattpack smoking on Buddha like meditation
    Then this homie Yonas hit me for a verse on this tape
    I said, "Hell yeah homie, I got you with no debate"
    So if my voice sounds fucked up, it's cause I never take a day off
    World wide getting money like Madoff
    So if this verse ain't the definition of ill then you're insane
    Cause through the sickness, hell, pleasure and pain
    Yeah, I'm married to this mother fucking game

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    Composition: Cause

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