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Scarface – Now I Feel Ya lyrics
it's...a new day ya... know what I'm sayin' A?
new day brings, a new problem to a brother And
all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause
without my mommy dear my life would've been joke Either
locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The
lord he had a plan for me And
with his help my, mother made a man of me Didn't
blindfold me to the world we was livin' in Taught
me how to save my little dividends So
when I graduated I'd have a little school money But
in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And
flunked outta school with the flag pole And
left my mother dear at home with a sad soul Because
my mother worked the fingers to the bone Cause
we was alone and, me I bought a death home My
real pops he broke out with the style So
I respect my stepdad for, raisin' another nigga's child So
now we livin' comftable Taught
me the game and how to be responsible But
back then I couldn't see it I
wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' And
ended up in a big fight And
told me not to come home until I got my shit right So
now I'm livin' in my grandma's home My
grandma's strong she's, got nine kids of her own And
keepin' me ain't no big deal But
now that I'm much older I see just how the shit feels Being
kind-hearted not, wantin' to tell me no Even
though my grandfather just had a stroke And
now the money's low And
pretty soon a brother's gonna have ta go Or
either try to find a job so I can help out I'm
in the ghetto I, gots ta get myself out And
when I get out I gotta try to pave the way So
my family can have a better place to stay I'm
losin' all hope a, brother's fallin' short I
can't cope so, now I'm slangin' dope And
now my granny knows I'm doin' wrong She
just prayin' for me heavily Take
care of her grandson And
the lord must of heard her prayer Cause
he made me get a grip And
got me on up outta there I
heard my mother say them streets is gonna kill ya You
couldn't have told me nothin' back then But
now I feel ya I'm...
eighteen and, now I'm havin' big fun My
baby's mother just had my first son May
eleven I, never will forget the day A
star's born let's, name him little scarface My
first born and yo I'm a proud father I
gotta son I, gots ta be my son's father And
sellin dope ain't the way that I can get ahead But
what the hell I, gots ta keep my baby fed I
buy him milk and, pampers tryin ta do my part And
he's my son I, gots ta try to make him hard I
buy him clothes and, jewellry not the tonka toys Because
the tonka toys will only punk my boy And
I don't want my son to look at life Through
a replica of reality tryin' to make it life-like But
yet and still I let my son be a kid Just
give him up the real exactly, like my momma did So
when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate The
game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate And
now my son is four years old I
really gots ta give the real and try to play the father's role Because
these years he'll remember most So
it's all about little marcus and me becomin' close But
I got a buncha obstacles If
it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now
everybody's got my baby Wantin'
to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy "it's
your daughter don't, she look like you "? I
just can't tell why, don't you take it to ma momma do Because
my mother knows the real deal All
these hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal So
now we in and outta cope Tryin'
to get mo money braggin', om the child support Tellin'
her friends that she's breakin' me Now
eveybody knows that, she was just fakin' g Come
to find out the, girl never had me She's
the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy And
biological tests can prove You
gotta get up off of me and go after the other dude But
now I finally got a real daughter No
need for the testin' I
know that I'm the baby's father I
heard my daddy say them hoes will try ta kill ya You
couldn't have told me nothin' back then But
now I feel ya I...
feel ya Now...
I'm twenty-two and finally got a grip on life It's
nineteen ninety-three I, put away my pocket knife And
got a bigger stick to fight with I'm
young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick Because
we livin' in a concentration set And
everyday we, face to face with death I
seen my homies go and come And
judgement day is just somethin we can't run from So
I know my number's comin' up So
I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up And
even though I hate killin' off my own kind I
gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine My
brother corners tryin to keep the neighbourhood at peace Don't
fight each other we, gots ta stand and fight the beast So
united we stand but we gonna fall quick Because
we always tryin to take another brother's shit And
the cops is in the same vote Just
because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope They
shootin' ta kill they, gas ain't sparkin' goods They
shot my long time partner rudy in cold blood And
now the story's all twisted up And
if they gave the cop the chair I
really wouldn't give a fuck Because
she left my partner's family with memories And
after hearin' this I know you don't remember me But
yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch I
see his parents and then I started breakin' up Because
I know what you did was wrong But
you won't realize until you dead and gone It
ain't no justifiable homicide you, never gave a warning You
straight up shot him from behind But
all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him back You
give a gat to a black he don't know how to act But
you gotta tell your story to the judge Not
the imitation judge the, judge that everybody loves And
if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness Then
in reality you took care of your business But
regardless I know you wanna kill me But
I ain't goin' out like dat Ya
feel me yeah?
...
new day brings, a new problem to a brother And
all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause
without my mommy dear my life would've been joke Either
locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope The
lord he had a plan for me And
with his help my, mother made a man of me Didn't
blindfold me to the world we was livin' in Taught
me how to save my little dividends So
when I graduated I'd have a little school money But
in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And
flunked outta school with the flag pole And
left my mother dear at home with a sad soul Because
my mother worked the fingers to the bone Cause
we was alone and, me I bought a death home My
real pops he broke out with the style So
I respect my stepdad for, raisin' another nigga's child So
now we livin' comftable Taught
me the game and how to be responsible But
back then I couldn't see it I
wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' And
ended up in a big fight And
told me not to come home until I got my shit right So
now I'm livin' in my grandma's home My
grandma's strong she's, got nine kids of her own And
keepin' me ain't no big deal But
now that I'm much older I see just how the shit feels Being
kind-hearted not, wantin' to tell me no Even
though my grandfather just had a stroke And
now the money's low And
pretty soon a brother's gonna have ta go Or
either try to find a job so I can help out I'm
in the ghetto I, gots ta get myself out And
when I get out I gotta try to pave the way So
my family can have a better place to stay I'm
losin' all hope a, brother's fallin' short I
can't cope so, now I'm slangin' dope And
now my granny knows I'm doin' wrong She
just prayin' for me heavily Take
care of her grandson And
the lord must of heard her prayer Cause
he made me get a grip And
got me on up outta there I
heard my mother say them streets is gonna kill ya You
couldn't have told me nothin' back then But
now I feel ya I'm...
eighteen and, now I'm havin' big fun My
baby's mother just had my first son May
eleven I, never will forget the day A
star's born let's, name him little scarface My
first born and yo I'm a proud father I
gotta son I, gots ta be my son's father And
sellin dope ain't the way that I can get ahead But
what the hell I, gots ta keep my baby fed I
buy him milk and, pampers tryin ta do my part And
he's my son I, gots ta try to make him hard I
buy him clothes and, jewellry not the tonka toys Because
the tonka toys will only punk my boy And
I don't want my son to look at life Through
a replica of reality tryin' to make it life-like But
yet and still I let my son be a kid Just
give him up the real exactly, like my momma did So
when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate The
game I gave him way back when he used to roller skate And
now my son is four years old I
really gots ta give the real and try to play the father's role Because
these years he'll remember most So
it's all about little marcus and me becomin' close But
I got a buncha obstacles If
it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now
everybody's got my baby Wantin'
to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy "it's
your daughter don't, she look like you "? I
just can't tell why, don't you take it to ma momma do Because
my mother knows the real deal All
these hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal So
now we in and outta cope Tryin'
to get mo money braggin', om the child support Tellin'
her friends that she's breakin' me Now
eveybody knows that, she was just fakin' g Come
to find out the, girl never had me She's
the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy And
biological tests can prove You
gotta get up off of me and go after the other dude But
now I finally got a real daughter No
need for the testin' I
know that I'm the baby's father I
heard my daddy say them hoes will try ta kill ya You
couldn't have told me nothin' back then But
now I feel ya I...
feel ya Now...
I'm twenty-two and finally got a grip on life It's
nineteen ninety-three I, put away my pocket knife And
got a bigger stick to fight with I'm
young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick Because
we livin' in a concentration set And
everyday we, face to face with death I
seen my homies go and come And
judgement day is just somethin we can't run from So
I know my number's comin' up So
I gotta protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up And
even though I hate killin' off my own kind I
gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine My
brother corners tryin to keep the neighbourhood at peace Don't
fight each other we, gots ta stand and fight the beast So
united we stand but we gonna fall quick Because
we always tryin to take another brother's shit And
the cops is in the same vote Just
because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope They
shootin' ta kill they, gas ain't sparkin' goods They
shot my long time partner rudy in cold blood And
now the story's all twisted up And
if they gave the cop the chair I
really wouldn't give a fuck Because
she left my partner's family with memories And
after hearin' this I know you don't remember me But
yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch I
see his parents and then I started breakin' up Because
I know what you did was wrong But
you won't realize until you dead and gone It
ain't no justifiable homicide you, never gave a warning You
straight up shot him from behind But
all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him back You
give a gat to a black he don't know how to act But
you gotta tell your story to the judge Not
the imitation judge the, judge that everybody loves And
if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness Then
in reality you took care of your business But
regardless I know you wanna kill me But
I ain't goin' out like dat Ya
feel me yeah?
...
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