A Taste of Honey Follow

I used to party with the Betties on the lower east side

Never drop top forty cause I always rock b-side

G-rides and a hundred spokes to match

We roll two deep three freaks four amps in the back

I did that crack game rap game now I let my axe bang

Living in sin and it's a beautiful thing

I wanna twang like Hank, rock like Run

Got soul like Stevie when I'm under the sun and so

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

I never had a lot of money never made much sense

Been chasing bunnies like a dummy overlooking my rent

And spent every red cent puttin hickeys on his bed

He's rocking dickie sippin lickie slippin honey pop that deady steady

Looking for love, put my talent on hold

Told my soul to glow it said get up and go

And so I packed my bags with a whole lot of realness

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

I see these people making money and it's funny to me

Trying to act that fresh I wish they'd bump into me

Cause it ain't nothing to me want to eat a little more

Taste a little bit pride from every drink that I pour

I've been a whore for years showing love to my peers

Never sold for any less than what I see in the mirror

Steer wide to avoid the blows I've been dealt

Let the six strings ride when the twelves are felt

So when you see me tuggin on the end of my roap

You better raise up or duck when I reach in my coat because

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this

Come on...feel this

Uh...uh...come on