Prop Dylan - That Feeling

"Prop Dylan - To Whom It May Concern Pt. 1" is available on ALL digital platforms as well as on vinyl: http://www.propdylanmusic.com/shop https://itunes.apple.com/se/album/to-whom-it-may-concern-pt-1/1454377991 http://www.instagram.com/prop_dylan http:/www.facebook.com/propdylan Prop Dylan - That Feeling (produced by DJ Matvey) Lyrics: Verse 1: I got the feeling like Nas on Illmatic, still at it Chills down my spine don’t need to pop a pill package To feel happy go lucky, could’ve had half the show money Still they couldn’t take the soul from me Been so hungry grind hard, don’t take no time of For bull shit like Phife Dawg and Q-tip I move it Through the thick and thin It has been so many ups and downs Still I never fuck around to never loose my discipline My moves are diligent always trust the gut feeling Could go from a slum village to a Trump building (fuck him) without the drug dealing Unwilling to compromise my body of work That’ll be the day I’m down in the dirt It’s defeating it’s purpose of being a genius at work I never loose the feeling even when dealing With egos bigger than the people you work with It makes me sneeze I’m allergic No concealing the realness Cuz what I’ feeling I’m feeling is perfect Chorus: No matter if we’re feeling under weather Or under pressure the pieces gotta come together Nothing less but us trying to reap our fruits of living So I try not to lose that feeling Verse 2 I’m feeling philanthropic I just wanna fill my pocket With a mill and dock my yacht out where the wind is tropic I just wanna chill like Extra P at the least And skip these building blocks that don’t Connect like ceiling sockets Escape a world where the righteous man is less of worth And idle hands do the devils work I peddle words The most underrated still the one who made it To say these haters got over it is an understatement But fuck the fame it’s unrelated to a game That keep an aim on jaded artists like the owners Aint the same it’s nova cane for my brain I blow your photo out the frame Their Kodak moments over they’re down the drain They aint no underdogs trying to play the humble card But coming off like Sumo’s trying to do a somersault I double upp the odds ante up but fuck Buy a crib in the Dominican Republic You gotta love it