The Screwed Up Click - I Can Feel It lyrics

(*talking*) My spidee-senses is tingling, I can feel it (feel it) It's coming (it's coming), we done worked hard for it I feel it, it's coming [H.A.W.K.] It all started, back in '92 That's when I met Screw, and our relationship grew Right then, I knew He was on to a breakthrough, that he turned me onto This what we gon do We gon make you a Screw tape, I'ma build you a fan base Deal signed, with a handshake I showcased over hard tapes, moved at a fast pace They lined up, at the front gate And by day break, Screw sold out of tapes The city's going ape, laws trying to hate Screw had the hood, hotter than a fireplace This is the birthplace, of S.U.C And I wanted, to be a part of history Before I'm done with it, I must do one thang Hold a Grammy up, and scream out Screw's name (*talking*) (DJ Screw) I can feel it, it's destined to happen The grind been too hard, S.U.C. we fin to do it [H.A.W.K.] Botany had the streets up fiending They came out with "Smokin' & Leanin", the whole click was plotting and scheming E, made 'em "Swang & Bang" He was doing his thang, then he got locked up mayn Ke' dropped "Don't Mess With Texas" Sold a hundred thousand records, the buzz is getting real hectic Next up to bar, was a cat named Fat Pat It was a proven fact, he was the leader of the pack Then Fat Pat was k**ed, things were going downhill The whole click, had a void to fill The click had to reveal, it was real in the field We was all, trying to get deals Pokey got one, then Lil' O Ke' got in the do', and then Big Moe Even though, they were all that go The click got a foot in the do', we coming back though (*talking*) Time moves on baby, we grown men now We gon make this here happen, for DJ Screw Fat Pat, Mafio, I can feel it-I can feel it [H.A.W.K.] My intuitions, got my palms itching Got my eyes twitching, that y'all n***as ain't listening This to show, is I'm a true Christian I'm on a new mission, to put the group in position To break out, of rap prison I got Pat's vision, to add along with my wisdom And I feel, like Jadakiss I get's the least recognition, but I spit the hardest sh** 16 bars, or 18 hard I'll bring it to ya raw, straight to your front yard I don't bar, my click don't either Not Nas, but I spit that ether If I shine, then we all gon glisten We a team, like the Detroit Pistons H.A.W.K. is the name, remember it mayn Can't nan n***a shield my reign, I'm coming mayn