[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