The Feeling-Toki Wright

The Feeling - Toki Wright [** feat. Brother Ali:] "I've got a feeling. I just can't reveal it. When you are near me. Just?"* [Intro: Brother Ali Speaking] No no no. Naw. Not buying it dude. I'm not buying you on the microphone. See these dude over here man, see this is a lifetime thing that's goin' on man. We put our life into this. This is not something you jump up and do. Toki please testify right now. [Verse 1: Toki] Tabernackle Grabbin' on your Adam's apple Wild as Axl, Rose when it comes to shows Hop up in the front row knock your beer down Screaming into the microphone, blow your ear out Oww I'm rockin' on them haters mane Make the crowd hit the ground when they hear that 808 Get my can on blam on When I rock you swear it was a shan bar in Ann Bar? Prophets And I promise when you touch the booth Can I come out of it you're gonna need a couple screws Blow the doors off the hinges The door break the frame and your frame break your lens I build and destroy Ain't Larry Craig leg but you're feeling your boy And y'all ain't messing with this excellence Send them in and you can get your next of kin stretched again [Chorus] [Speaking: Toki] Lay down flat. Naw, you ain't f**kin' with Ali man. Yo Ali man, you gotta let these cats know what time it is man. Let's go. Let's go. [Verse 2: Brother Ali] Uptown, downtown Crowned and world renown Stuck my dick in the ground and spun the whole world around Booty Graymore?, reborn my dirty mouth Swerve through your little urban town ready to burn it down Rap is feeling is like the curb is in your mouth Doc Martin steady restin' on your neck, you're plenty nervous now They heard about it word of mouth The truth is the lights is when I'm in the house roach's scurry out Rude bwoy, murder sound I burst around I hit you dead directly in the chest, spun your shirt around Jump back daddy My size 12 wide Kenneth Coles will reside in your a** cavity Come back hand slap spectacularly Never hit a woman, but a rapper I will smack them silly Why one would try to wrestle with me If I go to war I'm bring half of Minne Apple with me [Chorus] [Speaking: Brother Ali] Ha ha ha ha. This is how it's done. Toki man. Take me back to the North side man. As a kid, take me back. [Verse 3: Toki Wright] I used to take 808 breaks On cassettes made off the best techs with the paper mate Scrape every nickle out the bottom of the pickle jar Rather count the record though I know where mama's pistols are Growin' up Buddhist in the middle of the apple seed Raised around some wankstas, straight up out the baby factory Every up day another punk would want to scrap with me Now-a-days I see the same old punks, they want to rap with me I tell them e-mail me Now them same suckers be e-mailing me daily On the road I got dissed on the Internet But I was on the road and you hoes was on the Internet I punk fire out a young squire, heavily Get a penalty, from the umpire I'm so hungry check my appetite So y'all better eat your heart out like a sacrifice You can call it all basic I'm AT&T more bars in more places I got more lines than Asics Gels, you can tell that I'm tight by how I laced it Bout to do to y'all is nothin' Best hit to come up out the Twins since Kirby Puckett When it comes down to having more to say Best believe a brother knows the Time and the Morris Day I'm on my up north sh*t My DC, midwest, bust off quick And I roll with the Brother like We were two seeds born out the same mother Wright [Chorus] [Outro: ~Brother Ali~ {*speaking}] Ha ha. Yeah, that's right. Sh*t, that's exactly right. Mr. Wright. See we come from a time where, we had to fight. We had to bleed for this sh*t. We come from a time where, to grab a microphone you had to be willing to get stole in the face if you weren't tight. Now y'all cats got a computer, now all of a sudden you an MC. You wanna write websites and all that old bullshit. What you hearing in this music man, this is our experience. This is our heart. This is our soul in this sh*t. And it just so happens we're blessed to take this music around the world.