Chasing That Feeling

[Intro: Jim Jones] There's something 'bout that feeling Once you get it, you become addicted Heatmakerz, Crack Music You chasing that feeling Been chasing that feeling damn near all my life [Chorus: Marc Scibilia] I've been chasing that feeling It's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feelinng And it might be gone, but I just press on And the stars are in my eyes I remember all them nights I've been chasing that feeling Yeah, it's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feeling [Verse 1: Jim Jones] Capo! All them shootouts got me shellshocked Shout out to the homies in the cell block It's nothing I can tell cops I'm from a place where they teach us how to sell rocks But lord knows, I been chasing that feeling I thank God that we alive, 'cause we've been making a killing Feels like Nino, he was taking the building Cooking coke up in the kitchen, and the pain is the feeling I mean, the blunt burn [?] spilling I startted pressing on these buttons, started raising my ceiling My [?] said boy, you need to pray, need healing My reply was that's the only way that we kneeling I'm a hero in my hood, but still, you favor the villains We never lacked, we packed guns and the ways to conceal them I mean, shit, and we can talk about somantics I been on private jets, flying cross the Atlantic [Chorus: Marc Scibilia] I've been chasing that feeling It's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feelinng And it might be gone, but I just press on And the stars are in my eyes I remember all them nights I've been chasing that feeling Yeah, it's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feeling [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Chasing that feeling, like a fiend that took his first hit Feelings like a dream, been a teen [?] Banging and slanging, I sware I done seen the worst shit Couple things I seen, I wish I could reverse it [?] shots [?] if not, we'd had made it to the tunnel to pop bottles that night I done think about [?] at night, 'cause I be living in my past And we so quick to forget, 'cause we be living so fast [?] tell you they ride, but they just drivin by the cash [?] told me slow down, 'cause the real niggas don't last He threw some jewls at me, [?] shorty when they was on the bench getting Bentley [?] still trapped in the belly LIke [?] they was tapping my cell [?] crimes, I was awhere, these bitches be yapping, asking how many diamonds can he wear? Plus I used to dance with the coke, like some kind of Fred Astair [Chorus: Marc Scibilia] I've been chasing that feeling It's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feelinng And it might be gone, but I just press on And the stars are in my eyes I remember all them nights I've been chasing that feeling Yeah, it's been so long, but I keep on chasing that feeling