Z-Ro, Big Rodsta - How Does it Feel? (1998) lyrics

How does it feel
When they don't believe anything you say
Always, got to show and prove
Yourself every single day
Man this ain't living
Nothing but drama all through the week
And if they don't respect my words
Why they want me to speak i'm feeling worse
Even though I put my family first
I shed tears cause I feel as
If I'm closer to the dirt
Ghetto on on me, stressed out
My mama buried and dead
Ain't got no partners cause my partners
Put a price on my head
Have you ever told a lie
To make the drama stop
Watch the ones you love turn against
You no more family problems
How does it feel to be the black sheep
How does it feel to
Victimize yourself one time and
Evermore after that G
And focus on the dresser bad
Liquor approaching fast
Sitting around, waiting on death to come
Watching time pass my life, my life
Falls under the wicked and shife
I wonder where I got to
Sleep tonight, my nigga, how does it feel

When you can't make the pain stop
Walking in the rain so your tears can
Blend in with the rain drops
When your kin people done turned they back
Every family that I know is just like that
My nigga how does it feel

I could of sworn I wasn't the
Only person on this earth but it seems
That I've been one deep ever since
The day of my birth
I'm sick and tired of being
Lonely in this crooked land, people think
I'm tripping cause of my facial
Expressions but they don't understand
24 years old and use to frowning daily
Trying to figure out
Who's the friend, and who's the foe
You know it's bout to drive me crazy
Mama, tell Jesus I can't handle the pressure
Look at the way they do me down here
My vision is Z-Ro on the stretcher
Can't I bleed in peace
Won't y'all leave me alone
Like Makavelli I close my
Eyes and picture home
Bout a Mo City block, a
Place that ain't no Glocks
And it ain't no sin
No longer watching my back
For the retaliation
How does it feel to wish that you was dead
I can answer that cause many of nights
My pistol's to my head
But, I'm so scared, my life, my life
360 degrees of being neglected stressing
Enemies, my nigga, how does it feel

How does it feel
When these busters try to take your life
Lord knows I don't wanna to pull my 45
But see I must survive
Nigga don't make me use my tool
Get some of that bomb green from
Tom 'fore I lose my cool
How can I make to it to the top
I'm like a crab in a bucket
It got me hostile
I see my pistol grab it and bust it
Nigga get off me
I don't love not one of y'all
I'm coming for what you owe me
And killing every one of y'all
Call me ceaser, get em while they sleeping
I'm grim reaping
Busta never saw me coming left
Him with his blood seeping i'm a soldier
Recognize the signs of the times
It seems to kill or be killed up
In this stony life of mine can you feel it
When it's hard to rub against a real nigga
How does it feel
To see my blood spill my nigga
My life, my life
Feel like I'm running out of time
Till it's over catch me running with my nine
How does it feel