The Feeling Keeps on Coming

Lyrics

[Intro] (The Empire, the Empire) (It's alright, it's alright, it's alright) Yeah, another one of them Slauson Boy hits (The feeling keeps on coming) Nipsey Hussle, ayy, this that new shit I know y'all niggas done had this feeling before All my real niggas, you know I don't give a fuck what hood you from (The feeling keeps on coming) Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, just feel me on this Look, I got a question (Yeah, yeah) [Verse] Have you ever felt this feelin' of paranoia from killin'? Knowin' your days numbered and your freedom ain't a given When the bounties that drop 'cause the Johnny's is hot That's when you sloppy niggas make your first mistake and get caught Facin' football numbers'll have him show his true colors Pride reduced to nothin', got him cryin' for his mother I spit that shit that make a nigga think twice 'Cause I got too many homies in the county facin' life Injunction Gang, they call us terrorists now We cliqued up with Osama to shoot the bird down And now that you feds is listenin' Y'all can suck my dick, I'll kill your witness T.I.'s king of the South, but I'm from South Central And I'm the next nigga out the West, pay attention Pushin' pounds out of town in the rental (It's alright) To sittin' on chrome, beats rattlin' my window I done it all, I was young up in the game Put a gun up in his face, take his money then his chain (The feeling keeps on coming) How many times I risk trips to the pen? Money, cars, and clothes with my adolescent grin (The feeling keeps on coming) I never sniffed no coke, that ain't my thang, loc I mix the Grey Goose with lemon juice and weed smoke (The feeling keeps on coming) Crips say 'cuz hard, Damus say, "Blood fresh" I'm from a place where you the victim or the suspect (Yeah, yeah) So when I spit that hood shit, you know I ain't tryin' And when I spit that hood shit, you know I ain't lyin' Two 12's in my trunk, let my speakers bang Half a bird on my neck, let my chain hang Go 'head and jock, bitch, I know you like them rocks Whoever said, "Time is money," must've seen my watch Them Alpinas on that Lincoln is nice They had the diamonds on my cross, peep the passion of Christ (Woo) [Outro] Hold up, hold up, hold up, homie Ayy, though, check this out, you heard what that nigga just said though? You feel me? Y'all finna buy my album? Y'all, y'all finna start payin' for this shit, homie You know what I'm talkin' 'bout Slauson Boy Records We official, nigga, you know I ain't just rappin', nigga You hear all that? (Yeah) Nigga, that's 500 grams, nigga (It's alright) That's half a bird, nigga That's why I just pulled off my white tee, nigga You feel me? Nipsey Hussle Ain't too many young niggas gon' do it like I did it (The feeling keeps on coming) Yeah, what up, J. Stone? What up, Set Trip? (What it do? The feeling keeps on coming) Cuzzy Capone, feel me This is it, nigga, uh, yeah (The feeling keeps on coming), uh Baby Down, what it do, huh? Good or nothin' (Yeah, yeah), yeah, uh Right, Slauson Boy, Slauson Boy Right, Slauson Boy, Sl-Slauson Right, Slauson Boy, Slauson Boy Right, Slauson Boy, Sl-Slauson Right, Slauson Boy, Slauson Boy, uh Right, Sl—, Sl-Slauson Right, Slauson Boy, Slauson Boy (Slauson) Right, Slauson Boy, Sl-Slauson Right, Slauson Boy, yeah, nigga Nipsey Hussle, look, now When I say "Slauson," y'all say "Boy" Slauson, right, Slauson, yeah When I say "Nipsey," y'all say "Hussle" Nipsey, Nipsey When I say "Slauson," y'all say "Boy" (It's alright) Slauson, yeah