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Ya Feel Big? - text

Check, I love hip-hop (hip hop)
But fuck me, sometimes it feel like hip hop don't love me
And I've learnt this from every single person that burnt us
Since we dropped The Calling it's been like a fucking circus
Now how's feeling worthless about how many you sold
And how's feeling nervous cause your record went gold
Cause if you move too many units you fuck the underground off
They see it's all poppy and they try to cut it down, what?
Fuck me now man could this be really happening?
They're actually pressuring and questioning my rapping
I never compromised a rhyme for a crumb or a crust
Cause Pressure always said let them come to us
I never dropped the ball for 200 grand
I'd rather be fucking poor and have 200 fans
And if you understand I couldn't be more grateful
Cause everyday this culture, it gets more hateful, singing

And the fire that you're burning's the same one you lit
The lyric that comes back on you's the same one you bit
The grave that you're buried, is the same one you dig
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
And the fire that you're burning's the same one you lit
The lyric that comes back on you's the same one you bit
The grave that you're buried, is the same one you dig
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)

Dear listener, this ain't a resignation this is a
Thanks for your time, I had you in mind in lyrics for
Everything I ever wrote, every quote
Every cent that I spent on studio time when I was broke
A leisurely road's an option that I never went for sake of sentiment
Fuck it, every word I said I meant
I ploughed full ahead, brow full of sweat
Telling me to keep it real, 15 years is how real it get
Some acting ill, they never had a deal
Don't know the difference between a mass of skill and mass appeal
Let me know if I've done something to desert you
You never know how much you love something till it hurts you
And I ain't gonna work till I die in a shirt and a tie
Starvin' on a super for my service, for life
I take flight from cares all night long
Cause I don't wanna wake in the morning and wonder where my life's gone

And the fire that you're burning's the same one you lit
The lyric that comes back on you's the same one you bit
The grave that you're buried, is the same one you dig
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
And the fire that you're burning's the same one you lit
The lyric that comes back on you's the same one you bit
The grave that you're buried, is the same one you dig
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)
Ya feel big? (ya feel big)

To any emcee or crew whose dissed us
Since we dropped The Calling, jealous little fuckers
I got a song for ya, check it out
Fuck you and you and you so clap your hands (clap your hands)
Fuck you and you and you so clap your hands (so clap your hands)
Fuck you and you and you so clap your hands (clap your hands)
Fuck you and you and you so clap your hands (clap your hands)
When did gangsta rap become the new underground
You people are embarrassing yourselves
Cause real crims they just do it, they don't rhyme about it
And no doubt they put it out on the 12th, the fuck you tryna sell?

All you fucking fake rappers
I hate you so much right now
I hate you so much right now
I hate you so much right now
Argh

This is for all of those that dissed us to try get their name out there
(What the fuck makes you think I'd put your name on my record?)

Text přidal Arsyle

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