《Felt Chewed Up (Instrumental)》歌词

[00:03:40] Felt Chewed Up - Felt

[00:03:40] [Verse 1

[00:03:40] [Slug

[00:03:40] Chewed up, can't be contained

[00:03:40] Speak up, look where the gun's aimed

[00:03:40] Loot up, pick up the chump change

[00:03:40] Speed up and book in the bus lane

[00:03:40] Used to sit and dream about whips and cream

[00:03:40] And bigger things, found my place

[00:03:40] Fit my jeans, get out my face

[00:03:40] Before I clip your wings

[00:03:40] [Murs

[00:03:40] Caught in the middle of some sentimental bullshit

[00:03:40] Got an instrumental when I figure I can pull this

[00:03:40] Day out of the dark cloud, downtown

[00:03:40] Stay out in the crowd with the sunshine

[00:03:40] Our rhymes got a little bit more to give

[00:03:40] So I give it and I stay on tour to live

[00:03:40] Grab a mic get it hyped then I go home

[00:03:40] In a big bus talking on a cellphone

[00:03:40] [Slug

[00:03:40] So lost following the babble

[00:03:40] On top smacked with a paddle

[00:03:40] Knocked out, drowned in the shallow

[00:03:40] Fall off, get back in the saddle

[00:03:40] The answer's clear, you can't compare

[00:03:40] You got one beer and one hand to steer

[00:03:40] Stand right there under the chandelier

[00:03:40] The band is here, we called Felt Felt Felt

[00:03:40] [Chorus

[00:03:40] [Slug and Murs

[00:03:40] Chewed up and lost control

[00:03:40] We swerving, she loves the awesome flow

[00:03:40] She heard it, they try to stop the growth

[00:03:40] They nervous, that's like impossible

[00:03:40] F-e-l-t Felt Felt Felt

[00:03:40] [Verse 2

[00:03:40] [Murs

[00:03:40] Spell it out, yell it out

[00:03:40] They all want to know what the hell it's about

[00:03:40] Ain't got no guns, ain't got no jewelery

[00:03:40] Shows stay packed with tons of groupies

[00:03:40] They go crazy, act unruly

[00:03:40] Fans in the crowd hella high like Coolie

[00:03:40] Girls in the crowd screaming, "Choose me! Do me!"

[00:03:40] I play it humble like, "Excuse me? Who me?"

[00:03:40] [Slug

[00:03:40] Grab that Crown, pass it down

[00:03:40] Ask around what that's about

[00:03:40] We're backing out, a** on the ground

[00:03:40] Shut that mouth, don't act out

[00:03:40] You bugging, must be drunk at the bar

[00:03:40] Buzzing cousin, you nothing hard

[00:03:40] You ain't up in the stars, you stuck in the jar

[00:03:40] Now shuffle the cards you get dealt dealt dealt

[00:03:40] [Chorus

[00:03:40] [Verse 3

[00:03:40] [Murs

[00:03:40] Feel that

[00:03:40] Real rap

[00:03:40] Raw beats to bang in y'all streets

[00:03:40] So cool at the same time all heat

[00:03:40] So fly should've been in Star Fleet

[00:03:40] Ride shotgun in my X-Wing

[00:03:40] Watch the hipsters hop to the next thing

[00:03:40] Fad to fad, so depressing

[00:03:40] Around for years, that don't impress me

[00:03:40] [Slug

[00:03:40] Don't know what you honestly thinking

[00:03:40] Rubberband trying to carry weights but

[00:03:40] I can see your confidence shrinking

[00:03:40] Color crayon on the radiator

[00:03:40] Gotta stick to talking sh*t

[00:03:40] Prosthetic tits, fake politics

[00:03:40] You can't stop the bricks so take a sip

[00:03:40] For the apocalypse and get off my dick

[00:03:40] [Murs

[00:03:40] Now screwed up, I sipped a little lean

[00:03:40] Got me feeling like Wayne doing little things

[00:03:40] I do it big on the independent tip

[00:03:40] New car, no rims on the whip

[00:03:40] I got a chick, she ain't a super duper fly girl

[00:03:40] I got a few and they all rock my world

[00:03:40] You doing better then keep it to yourself

[00:03:40] Cause even you know it's all about the Felt Felt Felt

[00:03:40] [Chorus