[Intro: Richard Pryor]
I try to deal on an emotional level
This is real hard, it feels, the shit is hard, like
Expressing your feelings, feeling's is a bitch

[Hook]
You give me fever, you give me cold sweat
Walking down the street, people see me as a threat
See them feds start staring, kids telling their parents
Cops swarm me for hearings, just for my appearance

[Verse 1: Cos.M.I.C]
When my adrenaline's pumping like baseline played by Robbie
Feel like cops want to mug me, and cats want to rob me
Ho-he, I don't know, I'm paranoia personified
I try to stay on point, but it seems so bonafide
Yo, I try and wipe the sweat on my forehead again
Some day I know this shit will end, but I don't know exactly when
Until then I just depend upon my friends
Sometimes I feel like a newborn child, ready for world entrance
My sense is playing hide and seek for hours
Doing yoga in the shower, just to gather my body powers
But still my strength and my faith is fading
Cause in written times, when days pass without consideration
Defacing public buildings, for some kind of healing
Cause I ain't the greatest one, when it comes to handling feelings
Couldn't even tell my girl I wanted her
Now my fever's reaching out the top notch on the thermometer
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