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How U Feelin?

This song is by Peeping Tom, features Doseone and appears on the album Peeping Tom (2006).

Original video
"And they drove him there
Like a key to a skeptic
When the bills start nibbling through the door
And whoa, whoa, whoa they're gone..."

Won't you come in and let's get started
This angel's fallen, so heed my calling
The wheels are rolling, the tension's growing
So join our reverie, walk into heaven

We're driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
We're slurping on linguinis but we're spying on bikinis
We're sowing what we're reaping and we're here to sell you freedom
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how you're feelin?

Bringing it closer than an eye holes at your service
Nevermind, the Secadona is no place to work
Double rhyming laying strong on the tab of the nervous
And the design all gone, packing fruit for dessert

It's for infamy, same as the next man walking
Taxable personal business
Finding it so difficult to tell the difference
Between key and non-structional and biggest hits

Hey you may find your sound
And then I'll open up the doors of love
And steal the gangster in town
But if you give me the crutch
Down in the home of the dead
I'll crave nothing much like
(I'm back) Enough


Driving Lamborghinis and we're sipping on martinis
With caviar and blinis but we're spying on bikinis
And if that isn't good enough, we're here to set you free
Apocalypse is nearing, won't you tell me how your feelin?

Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
Yeah, I can hear you screaming
But tell me how u feelin?

Apocalypse is nearing
So tell me how u feelin
You're kicking and screaming
But tell me how u feelin?

Kicking the clone, the rain is pouring
And I don't know what's worse
Sitting here in the back of a hearse
Barbecue's so warm and speed bumps are forming
The bitching summer
The gods are killing
The fires are burning
The pages turning and I'm the chosen one
I wasn't chosen for this
For the song you sung and you been kissed
And my condolences son, this ain't fun for anyone
Please ignore the clemency
Amen.

Written by:

Mike Patton

annotations:

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