Felt - She Sonnet lyrics

[Felt - She Sonnet lyrics]

Step, you know the rep it crawls and creeps
Keep holdin' your breath til you fall asleep
From the minor leagues
We got no time to bleed
You need to open the piece
And quit trippin' over both your feet
Tie your laces before you try to chase
Disgrace don't discriminate
It paints any face i've been many places
And I made them all to be
You on some fire on the roof
Yes y'all follow me

I've been High Plains Driftin' since the 90's
Cipher backpack with some weed is
Where you'll find me
I was listenin' to Wu Tang
Tryin' to do the group thang
They called us Log Cabin
We opened up a new lane
From the Life to the Blowed
I was there for it rock Steady, Scribble Jam
All the rare moments
We been in the game so long
But still evolved while all of y'all
Been singin' the same song so

Touch you don't want it
Rush you don't want it
Broke you don't want it
Choke you don't want it
None you don't want it
Done you don't want it
MURS and Slug and Aes and she's on it!

She told me that she never
Had someone to listen to
Tried hip hop, but it was hard to get into
They called her bitch and
It was so disrespectful
She turned a deaf ear
And started bumpin' techno but I apologize
And here's a dedication i'm not a saint
But I'm really ain't the degradation
Fuck a bitch, love a woman
That's my new motto yeah I'm ignorant
But tryin' to be a role model

Cooled half my life through
This home made pipe took a left, left
Left like I know it's right
And I'm suppose to give a
Fuck about what you bout?
Isn't it something now? Shut your mouth
You buggin' out
Yeah, I know we make 'em go nuts so what
You know what? Hold up
Don't interrupt the grown ups get busy
DC twin Cities when she keeps it pretty
And your CD's a Frisbee

Touch you don't want it
Rush you don't want it
Broke you don't want it
Choke you don't want it
None you don't want it
Done you don't want it
MURS and Slug and Aes and she's on it!

The ultimate
And we're as dope as it's suppose to get
Some say they want a new style
Some say they like our older shit
Critics threw their darts at my heart
And I took it put it all on my shoulders
But it left my back crooked
Bent, but not broken up late night hopin'
Lost with no cause, got my eyes wide open
Schemin' on a dream that's
Always seemin' to unravel
Cause we caught up with the legions
Of the demons that we battle

You ain't an artist you a scum bag
Douche bag cause when it rains you keep
Wavin' some new flag
You ain't a critic, just a giant midget
Tryin' to get with any tool to
Help you climb that big dick
Well, you can hide behind the pride and guilt
Stand still and deny the time it
Took to get it built
Or illustrate the definition of Hell
And shape it into whatever it takes
For you to feel Felt

Touch you don't want it
Rush you don't want it
Broke you don't want it
Choke you don't want it
None you don't want it
Done you don't want it
MURS and Slug and Aes and she's on it!

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