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