Pras - How It Feels Lyrics

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When I grow up I'ma be a superstar

Ah ha alright baby

They don't know how it feels

(When you're out on your own yeah)

(And you're lookin' for that home)

They don't know what it feels

(When the world's on your shoulder)

(And your baby gotta be a soldier)

Yo I was born in the projects with roaches and rats

And our credentials were our nines and gats

Stay the hell out the hood read the welcomin' mats

I remember them days it was hard bein' black

Welfare checks and government cheese

Take your family in portrait everybody smile say cheese

And it's a wonder how I kept my head from goin' under

Sun don't shine where there's lightning and thunder

Some got ways some got means

But still we all just got hopes and dreams

The two blend together like dope and fiends

Cope with teens has that new gangster lean

Everybody just wanna be a ghetto star

Fly cribs and drivin' them big cars

That's all Mr.President hear the voice of the youth

I don't lie I speak the truth

They don't know how it feels

(When you a single mother)

(And don't have that significant other)

They don't know what it feels

(To be in the ghetto)

(And your life be in slow a mo')

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Been around the world a couple times with the refugees

From the boot of Italy to the land of Pawnee

Fell in love a couple times on the London Bridge

Fast cars fast life that's how I wanted to live

What a crusade one of my great escapades

Cut many hearts like the game of spades

But nuttin' was as fatal when they blew the World Trade

Now we at war momma tradin' lives for grenades

Send in the troops here comes the brigades

American resolve and our hearts'll never fade

I know you somewhere out there chillin' in the shades

But I hate to be the one to rain on your parade

See God is merciful and God bless his children

That's how we gonna reconstruct them buildings

So stop the killings we runnin' out of graves

In the land of the free and the home of the brave

They don't know how it feels

(To hear our babies cry)

(And watch our mothers die)

They don't know what it feels

(To see our brothers in prison)

(While they losin' their religion)

These eyes of mines are like camera lens

Loved by many but stabbed by my friends

Is this the end? Some may cry out loud

But I won't worry we gonna make it now

The ghetto fed up but they won't break us down

It's an eye for an eye what goes around comes around

Do dis for my peeps who couldn't speak

Survival of the fittest what happens to the weak?

They either in between above or beneath

Tryin' to play me like a scrub in a passenger seat

Racial profile to say the least

There won't be no peace in the belly of the beast c'mon

But we gonna make it through baby

Even though the world is so crazy

And if they ask you tell 'em it's pain times three

'Cause it's a million of them kids stressin' just like me baby

They don't know how it feels

(To see us go to war)

(And see the people free for no more)

They don't know what it feels

(To be a black man in America)

(And feel like they're comin' to get'cha)

They don't know how it feels

(To work for minimum wage)

(As your life starts to fade)

They don't know what it feels

(To be down to your last buck)

(And no one really gives a mother ha)

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