[Chorus:]
It Don't Feel Right, it Don't Feel Right
It Don't Feel, it Don't Feel, I can't feel it no more
It Don't Feel Right, it Don't Feel Right
It Don't Feel, It Don't Feel, I don't feel it no more
Seems to me now a days things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yo, in the land of the unseen hand that hold trouble
Theorize your game - it's difficult to roll a double
The struggle ain't right up in your face, it's more subtle
But it's still comin' across like the bridge & tunnel vision
I try to school these bucks, but they don't wanna listen
That's the reason the system makin' it's paper from the prison
And that's the reason we livin' where they don't wanna visit
Where the dope slang & keep swayin' like Sonny Liston
The money missin' & it's mouths to feed
Get the brain kickin' thinkin' of a thousand things
Remember back in the days, when the kitchen had eggs
And pancakes, thickenin', greens and Kool Aid
When the ‘fridgerator naked then the cupboard is bare
People got to strip naked, stick ‘em up in the air
Was it lies when they told you wasn't nothin' to fear?
Somethin' Don't Feel Right out here. You know what I'm sayin'? Check it out
It Don't Feel Right, it Don't Feel Right
It Don't Feel, it Don't Feel, I can't feel it no more
It Don't Feel Right, it Don't Feel Right
It Don't Feel, It Don't Feel, I don't feel it no more
Seems to me now a days things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Yo, in the land of the unseen hand that hold trouble
Theorize your game - it's difficult to roll a double
The struggle ain't right up in your face, it's more subtle
But it's still comin' across like the bridge & tunnel vision
I try to school these bucks, but they don't wanna listen
That's the reason the system makin' it's paper from the prison
And that's the reason we livin' where they don't wanna visit
Where the dope slang & keep swayin' like Sonny Liston
The money missin' & it's mouths to feed
Get the brain kickin' thinkin' of a thousand things
Remember back in the days, when the kitchen had eggs
And pancakes, thickenin', greens and Kool Aid
When the ‘fridgerator naked then the cupboard is bare
People got to strip naked, stick ‘em up in the air
Was it lies when they told you wasn't nothin' to fear?
Somethin' Don't Feel Right out here. You know what I'm sayin'? Check it out
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