The Feel - Little Brother

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Raleigh, Durham, Chapel Hill

Yeah, two, two, two, two (And we party)

Yeah, and it go like this (And we party)

Fill me in, if I go too far, nigga, reel me in (And we party)

Just making it real again

Tell me how to get back to the feel again (And we party)

They say 'Te is the truth, all days, all praises due

Party people in the place is truth

Sure as the skies are a baby blue

With no clouds or a trace of dew

The lost days of my hazy youth, where I paid my dues

And my niggas used to raise the roof

And move units outside of state on some real independent shit

Straight out the trunk like Rae Carruth

Haha!

Look what they made me do

Let the style flourish

Who taught food for thought was only for the malnourished?

Talking to my cousin Lil' Mayne, he like

«Man, since y’all be gone, boy, these niggas got wild courage»

Lucky I can rock a beat plus rock a rhyme

Man from the land of Locklears and Oxendines

Some top of mind got 'em so tied

Flexing on a old bike I never forgot how to ride

(And we party)

Just fill me in

If I go too far, nigga reel me in (And we party)

Just making it real again

Tell me how to get back to the feel again (And we party)

Get back to the feel, relax and chill

I got a license to ill again (And we party)

Back to the feel again (And we party)

Get back to the feel again (And we party)

Listen, ain’t too much changed

We all gotta go through things

That rearrange our train of thought to pick a part

You wonder in the dark looking for a spark

Niggas trying to through the darts when the board broke

Turn us all to Kevin Harts tryna crack jokes

Hadi haha ha!

I mean it’s all bizarre

I mean we all could be stars until they flame out

I mean these youngins always asking what this game 'bout

So I tell 'em «Don't work, don’t eat

Don’t ask the last time I had a full night’s sleep»

This is the life ain’t it?

Real talk got reason to be jaded

But woke to see a sunrise

I hope to see a better me through a son’s eyes

That’s the reprise, since knee-high, been the guy to get it done

You see why LB want another one

Just fill me in

If I go too far, nigga reel me in (And we party)

Just making it real again

Tell me how to get back to the feel again (And we party)

Get back to the feel, relax and chill

I got a license to ill again (And we party)

Back to the feel again (And we party)

Get back to the feel again

Gotta keep on dancing, keep on dancing, keep on

You gotta keep on dancing, keep on dancing, keep on