Текст песни Feel Me (Bun B) с переводом

Bottle of Melou and the four fifth

Big beard tattooed face, who waan rip?

You can be the genie in the bottle

Jack in the box, different than the model

I’m what the block made me

Defense impregnable, gun game crazy

Can’t wait 'til the word get back

And I ensure I rise how ignorant the mack act

I stand chain out, with the flamer

If it don’t kill ya, definetly name ya (YOU KNOOOOOWWWW!!!)

I mean really do a number

Sit you down for a half if not the whole summer

My nephew asked if I wanna see him get like

(I align strong two g’s) Until him get right

I fell asleep in the Porche behind the wheel

Woke up comin off the wall and that’s real

(*Pete Rock Scratchin)

Yeah! I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («That's-T-That's how I feel»

-Audio Two)

I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («T-T-That's how I feel"-Audio Two)

The rhyme gravel 'em high the mind travel

Defy Darryl your eye meet nine barrel

Like Shyne Barrow the cannon be under the camel

I’m focused, look into the eye of the sparrow

Drop vowels at rhyme battles

Snatch the crown of the king have crooks in your castles

Like Roy Harbs with a bat, duke I’m a natural

And my apparel is all black when I get at you

This rap is fire been rappin to void distract you

Pen to position I should write with a scalpel

The surgeon general carve lyrical statutes

And I’m original I ain’t like other rap dudes

Act rude, spit facts holdin my cashews

Cash flew I don’t like rules guess I’m irrational

A jack ass too act new I’m a smack you

Ask who clapped? Just Smif-N-Wessun that’s who

(*Pete Rock Scratchin)

Yeah! I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («That's-T-That's how I feel»

-Audio Two)

I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («T-T-That's how I feel"-Audio Two)

It’s just one man, one gun, one clip, one trigga

One second to die and that’s comin from one nigga (Nigga!)

Stand back I’m the one man Delta Force

Wanna play cowboy that heater will melt ya horse (Horse!)

Pull up on a nigga block in a mail truck

Mailbag hangin with the nina and it well tucked (Tucked!)

Ring your doorbell package for signin

Soon as you open te door I’ll split ya back with the nine (Nine!)

My vernacular shine so I ain’t gotta wear the chain often (Nope!)

I’ll crack ya hard ass head and let ya brain soften (Damn!)

Because my mama ain’t raised no suckers (No suckers!)

Don’t make me leave your forehead on your chuckers (Chuckers!)

Motherfuckers said a tornado hit Brooklyn (Brooklyn!)

Nah that was just me son but good lookin (Lookin!)

What you got cookin? (Cookin) Bitch nigga fricasseed

Trill O.G. I give a fuck what a nigga say!!!

(*Pete Rock Scratchin)

Yeah! I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («That's-T-That's how I feel»

-Audio Two)

I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («T-T-That's how I feel"-Audio Two)

'Cause this the mr. monster man Rocko, monster man Gotto

Don’t try, monster man scar your fam pronto

Monster man hard to glam at you, hear me I pop toast

With a squad of marauders bangin all for that gwop though

I got crasah test dummies (Dummies!) that blast it for me (For me!)

Do anything I tell them 'bout some cash bread money (Money!)

Chad said he bummy (Bummy!) Now that nigga bummy fly

Fast cheddar comin in from Cuba you rep junkies high!

The beat body ya single the song slaughterer

So long suckers I do the same shit to all of ya (All of ya)

Handle the biscuit, animalistic, your man and your bitch

Get blammed in the hip, for ampin this shit, go 'head!

You feel lucky?! Go ahead approach the God

Video tape this shit for a episode of Scarred (EWWWWW!!!)

Niggas think they slick we more greasy

Fuck a License To Ill my Boys Beastie!!!

(*Pete Rock Scratchin)

Yeah! I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («That's-T-That's how I feel»

-Audio Two)

I need you to feel me without hands on this one (DON'T TOUCH!)

This is really where I stand on this one (IT'S ALL LOVE)

If it ain’t clear to land or get slumped

Got plans to get one check the repertoire («T-T-That's how I feel"-Audio Two)

(Sample from «Who Ya Wit?» by Jay-Z) (*Pete Rock Scratchin)

I just want you to (Feel me on this one, feel this)

Know what I’m talkin 'bout? (Feel me on this one, uh huh, yeah)

Can you? (Feel me on this one, uh!)

Fall back and just (Check the repertoire, uh huh) («That's-T-That's how I feel»

-Audio Two)

I just want you to (Feel me on this one, feel this)

Know what I’m talkin 'bout? (Feel me on this one, yeah)

Can you? (Feel me on this one, feel this)

Fall back and, just (Check the repertoire) («T-T-That's how I feel"-Audio Two)