Monster Mike - Soul Fever lyrics

[Intro] It's The Villageee It's the Village [Verse 1: Kembe X] I used to rock the Olive Green 5s and Nudie Capri trousers Bragged on how I rapped, but refusing to freestyle But was not lying Chill with The Village and see how We do YOLO sh**, create masterpieces in 3 hours Boy it's been one hell of a winter Now picture this, with my n***as up in the crib Spittin verses about flipping bricks All for fun, the world knows we're more concerned about licking tits And drinking soft liquor, spitting them lyrics that give 'em fits And um.. It's 2012, I give a f** if we dyin' She do the dicks and say she love us, give a f** if she lyin' Say you rap, don't play your sh**? Bruh cut the f**ery down I was too fat when I ain't rap, them b**hes f** with me now If he hatin' on the squad, we bring insane pain to that n***as (head) Headed out to California, bumping "Stain Gang With That Village" Teachers laughed at me, ain't pa** me, I had 3DP And now I laugh each time I glance up at my GED [Hook] So put your hands in the air if you feel good And your middle fingers up if you pissed We all know life is a b**h But it's also a bad one Plus you'd be hella dead if you ain't never had one Get up off your a** son, go get you some sh** Instead of sitting here b**hing about your issues and sh** Them n***as never send it up as thoroughly as The Vill would So put them f**in hands in the air if you feel good [Verse 2 Monster Mike] It's young #Michael I used to rob n***as for young iPhones The stain god I f** with Based God, he changed my life though I still get high though n***as knowin', it ain't no thing Fakest grill, I be off the chain Hella veggies it ain't no wings I'm just playing, they're so plain I'm so stain, we so paid Swagger Village, on the real b**h We too ill b**h What you saying? I be saying the words that rhyme with the other words Rapping Genius, in other words Filming genius, I love the Swervin' Off the Smokes, make them slugs curve in She's a Mike virgin? That's alright, we'll be F-Wordin' Do it raw but now I be Suparaw Spit it til n***as stupid on f**in with hella groupies, just tryna see what the group be on Cause I be known' The girls be hella goin' I try to tell my homie My homie don't be folding' But I ain't finna hold him I'm tryna hold this reefer On chief, cause I've been a chiefer I'd pay for it but this cheaper Yep! [Hook] So put your hands in the air if you feel good And your middle fingers up if you pissed We all know life is a b**h But it's also a bad one Plus you'd be hella dead if you ain't never had one Get up off your a** son, go get you some sh** Instead of sitting here b**hing about your issues and sh** Them n***as never send it up as thoroughly as The Vill would So put them f**in hands in the air if you feel good