Left Field – B.o.B – letras

I know I’m thatFeel-to-ya, feel-to-ya, feel-to-yaBut don’t it sound soReal-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-yaTell me how itFeel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-youNow don’t it feel lovely? [x2]Now don’t it sound lovely? [x2]I agreeI’m playing out the leftWas raised in the dekatourSo I’m straight out the deckAnd g.a. is all I repAnd so they say that I’m obsessedI grew up in the struggle soMaybe I’m depressedBut being in the struggle is whatGave me my successThey say your imaginationI ain’t fakin it unlessI don’t mean what I sayBut what I say is what I stressAnd I ain’t really catholic butDaily I confessI ain’t a christian rapper or a civil activistBut everybody feel me because I say the realist shitI see why haters get all mad I don’t bragSo here is what I got to offerWords of wisdom so that you can get your money alteredI know I’m thatFeel-to-ya, feel-to-ya, feel-to-yaBut don’t it sound soReal-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-yaTell me how itFeel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-youNow don’t it feel lovely? [x2]Now don’t it sound lovely? [x2]Ah haI’m lovely like the left fieldI know I ain’t around shorty I rep stillDon’t get to thinkin that I’m differentBecause of the record dealTurn hollywood, c’mon is that real?And still I got alot of agonyAnd stress on my chestCause the world ain’t rightSo I gotta come leftI’m a keep it one [? ] to the day that I restSo take a deep breath, I guess.I know I’m thatFeel-to-ya, feel-to-ya, feel-to-yaBut don’t it sound soReal-to-ya, real-to-ya, real-to-ya (ah huh)Tell me how itFeel-to-you, feel-to-you, feel-to-youNow don’t it feel lovely? [x2]Now don’t it sound lovely? [x2]