[Intro]
How's it feel though?
Forward, forward, ahh
Ball, slide, shuffle to heel, toe
Deal or no deal, just know that I still flow
Bitch

[Verse 1]
Shh, thought I was muted, but my quill spoke
Mighta felt, like I was finished, boy, I was real close
Heartbeat flutterin’, frozen, my motor sputterin'
They told me “game over”, I told ‘em “I woulda done with it”
My body would lay to rest, let it soak in the dirt
The rigor mortis had set, my flesh cloaked in the curse
Aladdin, vesper for lost souls, spoke in reverse
My hand covered in dry blood, arose from the еarth
Give me a second lеase on life, either you beg or you choose
See, the grave robbers would come, I was stripped of my jewels
I was robbed of my gold teeth, clothes tattered and torn
For twice as bad as before, you have been gathered and warned
My pattern's formin’ like a storm system, over head and hummin'
Lightnin' comin' out the dark clouds, appear when I am summoned
Say my name again, cup has runneth over, knuckles soaked
Righteousness come in abundance when provoked, fuck a joke

[Chorus]
Yo, how's it feel though? How's it feel though?
Yo how's it feel bro?
I'ma tell you how it feel though, it’s like a steel toe
Heel, toe, ball, slide, shuffle to heel, toe
Stompin’ on me have my head ringin' like I’m Bilbo
Yo, chill bro
Dollars are fallin' out my bill fold
Roger Wilco, fam is somethin' I kill fo'
Keep it real, you can be compensated but feel broke
Deal or no deal, just in case I get the mil’
[Verse 2]
I feel that I need to cover my base, uh, I got to get it
Movin' like we been runnin' a race, uh, my thoughts are wicked
I had to rediscover my faith, uh, I'm not religious
I let a demon clutter my space, uh, with sloppy business
Now I need another escape, puff it, sip it, or game it
Ambition is such a beast, either fuck with it or tame it
Stop your movement, what it means to stuck, if it were the same as when you started, nothin' was changin' it's just a different arrangement
Old pieces placed in new configurations, with the use of stimulation, synthetic created boost of inspiration
A substance when abused becomes a useful insulation
If you came to cloud my brain, then I may lose your invitation
Okay, now that we're crystal, shift my focus to the fiscal
See a lack of judicial will switch your flows to superficial
(I heard) I heard your magnum opus sounded hopeless, and a bismal
Shootin' million dollar missiles at balloons, I shoot a pistol, yo

[Chorus]
Yo, how's it feel though? How's it feel though?
Yo how's it feel bro?
I'ma tell you how it feel though, it's like a steel toe
Heel, toe, ball, slide, shuffle to heel, toe
Stompin' on me have my head ringin' like I'm Bilbo
Yo, chill bro
Dollars are fallin' out my bill fold
Roger Wilco, fam is somethin' I kill fo'
Big brother to some, but to others, I'm lil bro
Deal or no deal, still rollin' until the wheel's broke
Yah