Do What Ya Feel lyrics

Artist  : Redman 
Song : Do What Ya Feel



 Send "Do What Ya Feel" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

featuring Method Man

Intro:
Redman

Hahahahahaaa
follow... just do
what ya feel and I'ma follow
I'ma
follow...
Just do what ya feel and we gon
follow
Just do what ya feel and I'ma follow
(2X)
Haha Meth Tical

Verse One: Method
Man Redman

Who wanna flip with the
acrobatic
From ground zero all the way to
attic what we be smokin Tical
The resevoir is
now open
I swim the English Channel
backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We
hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when
you browse through my X-Files, who be next
now
Man's down, hands down
Foreground by
your side when it go down, I dedicate this next
dart
to my fucking heart
Little Meth he the
best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
Time 4 Sum Aksion
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton,
blowin her back out like Bob Baglin
I'm
throwin wrestling holds
Tag team with Funk
Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot
If it
don't hip it don't hop

If it don't quit it
don't stop, that's the life

I be the
super-lyrical individual I be splittin
through
that Teflon material to knock Big Ben
off of schedule
Better move with a set of
tools
I be doin it to mics when I'm a,
heterosexual
I load the mic then cock, drop it
like three-quarters
when I slaughter don't get
caught in the water
Cause the Brick's got it's
own World Order
Leave your bitch in shock like
the third rail caught her
Styles stay deeper
than orca, I float the seven seas with
ease
Did more drugs than pharmacies
So call
me that lyrical Genovese, you can't compare
Get
you steppin like stairs, frats,
sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I
fuck up the majority
of niggaz lookin hard at
me, I Port em like Authority
And when my nigga
Meth shine
out the inner How High mobile rollin
three dimes at a time

[Erick Sermon] Redman
and Method Man still...
(hiiiigh
hiiiiiiiiigh)
It's that Jersey
representer
Get hit from the bottom to your
head when you enter
Word...

Just do
what ya feel and I'ma follow (3X)
Funk Doc
break it down

Verse Two: Redman, Method
Man

Yo, suck my dick out of
animosity
The velocity will fly that head and
freeze your camps like pottery
to give
lobotomies to all you rap colonies
And shunt
your million dollar investment, to
economy
Impossibly might be the one in black
leather
Name tag sayin 'caution when wet by
the track wetter'
The hash spreader, I love
the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to
me and I went back with her
Three years for
carrying a loaded handgun
But it's forever
when a nigga [chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands
one
to your cranium
That red dot on your
forehead it's not cause you Arabian
(Yo watch
you say to him!)
You caught up in a tight
situation
I should start erasin your whole
organization for makin
wack tunes while my
whole platoon rock the basement
You couldn't
come close if I gave you my bookin agent
Or
producer, royalty points twelve shot loaded
Luger
Even a crowd to get you souped up,
you're still wack
I peel caps, on the
regular
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep like The
Predator
Fuck you, your label moms and your
editor
Give you two to the jugular, blood be
spreadin
all on my shirt, the king of the
flirt shittin
Bitches hit me off more than New
Edition
(tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet,
tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet)
I make them pigs
heart skip a beat from the steel physique
So
Iron Lung [born to wonder]
Get on the mic and
break em off a sumthin sumthin

We
moonshine and grow crops
Purchasin the
handhelds with the sure shots, it got me
spittin
these slugs at my competition, in rap
sessions
U-A-P ain't got no weapon, you lip
professin
Next in, line, parental discretion
advised
these explicit, street
linguistics
Better than yo' momma biscuits, we
bomb shellin
I might know but ain't tellin, too
bad you missed it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze
another enemy made another due paid
Color-safe
bleach so I don't fade
Scar your mental with my
double edged blade, razor sharp
get yo'
bandaids hold that
Like E said, Get the
Bozack, show them wack niggaz where the do's
at
On the case like I'm Kojak
Kissin the
grits on that Flo bitch, flip scripts take LOOONG
shits
Raider Ruckus
One, I come with
premeditated redrum
Gingivitis to your filthy
ass gums
Bottom line either get down or get
done
Motherfucker.