Knockin' off the bottle tops, glory rise beyond the flaw. Forty ride the solemn thoughts, easing up with my distraught. Feast beside the prince of thieves, leaving when it's crisp and clean. Always down to hit the, always down to hit the scene. Sessions of the dopeness, extravagant and hopeless. Rhymes falling off the blocks of quote lists, a gold smith. You know where we hanging? On the daily getting traded to the bangin' maybe slangin maybe turning super saiyan. While I got the hook and the nuse at the neck. Always number one to gun for the respect. Finish off the barbells, working with the sets. And if they try and knock the stride making sure they sweat. Plated on the breast, maybe bronze maybe silver. Haters get to hating and hating the fact they feel ya. Ladies coming through I'm only coming through to drill bruh. Underground, without a sound, here to rock the real one. Hook: x2 The feel good the feel good sounding like the feel good You feel good you feel it when the flock is from the hood. The real hood the real hood, sounding like the real hood You feel hood you feel it when the flock is feeling good. Back in the day hitting haze with my buds. Now be out in the streets hittin' Jayz with my cous' Remembering the daze, on the couch watching Doug. Nowadays I ponder, the game we calling love. I think I can recall it I just wonder what it was. Memories of kisses, sicknesses and the hugs. The friday night lights, reminiscing in drugs. The OH-G krypts, hoodlums and all the bluuds. Seem like when I rap society feeling snug, Waking up the sanity, hippies and all the thugs. Back in high school I always used to cut a rug, made it out to college I'm sizzling in the cut. Now I'm on the grind and teaching them how to shove. Smoking on the dopest, only the finest bud. A little change of pace but never slowing it up, got the feelings from the flock for if you feeling out of luck. Hook: x2 The feel good the feel good sounding like the feel good You feel good you feel it when the flock is from the hood. The real hood the real hood, sounding like the real hood You feel hood you feel it when the flock is feeling good.