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lirik lagu xatokai - i cant feel shit

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[intro]
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[verse 1]
it’s the new year, so grab a new beer
if you ain’t comin’ to get f~cked up, then what the f~ck you doin’ here?
rather queer, lately i’ve been feelin’ like the puppet to a puppeteer
i really might just f~ck around and disappear
feel like a gear inside the clock when it stops tickin’, my mind is tickin’
smoke another pack until i stop kickin’
emittin’ these nasty, raspy raps inside your eardrums
psilocybin in my brain, make me feel like i feel somethin’ for once

[chorus]
feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
make me feel somethin’ for once
feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
make me feel somethin’ for oncе

[verse 2]
postin’ up with my crew of goons on a sat~rday
you got a problem, talk to my boys like i’m hеctor castaway
i’m activated, n~ggas fascinated that i idled out
i’m lookin’ at myself in cedar, can’t fight the title bout
these people lookin’ at me like i don’t know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
i catch you lookin’ at me funny, make you walk it out
these rappers try today, i think you n~ggas gave you cotton now
just to happen, you’re namin’ it
spend you in the mud, then i drag your family, namin’ it
[chorus]
feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
make me feel somethin’ for once
feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
make me feel
somethin’ for once

[bridge]
get your money, tell ’em, tell ’em
get your money, tell ’em, tell ’em
get your money, tell ’em, tell ’em
get your money

[verse 3]
the paper taster, pace it faster than the speed racer
mess with a spider, cut your head top like a gillette razor
most flavorful, he messin’ with the bull, but don’t wanna get with the red
even though he knew what i said, ’cause i know he wanna be like me
these b~tches tried indictin’ me, but i don’t even know what for
will someone please enlighten me? i asked nicely
the first time—don’t make me ask another
think i’m speakin’ clearly now, i know i didn’t f~ckin’ stutter
so grab that n~gga to the right of you, you or your brother
talkin’ ’bout you came from the gutters, it’s harvin’ every summer
we ’boutta come up on some big fat mula
and when i pass the bag, my people’s hip~hip~hoorah
[verse 4]
uh, y’all n~ggas be some fiends for that nicotine
only smoke the walls, ’cause it’s the only way i like my green
keep it clean, know that we don’t dress to impress
these hatin’ busters, sucka~punks be watchin’ me and they stress
but honestly, they just press, they call me the king of finesse
and i’m a demon, until i die, i know it’s me nonetheless
my only wish is success, ’cause i wanna get to this crease
if you really about the cake, then come and get you a piece

[outro]
get your money, tell ’em, tell ’em
get your money


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