MUPHIN

MUPHIN - Feel Where Ya Comin' From lyrics

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I feel where ya comin' from

You said not to use the word love too lightly

And must keep your room nice, neat and tidy

Never let the props make you feel almighty

Try and not to get depressed from the rest of society

And that it's entirely up to me

Take a swig of this fresh lemon cup of tea

Then blow off a little steam but keep some heat

Speech is weak to learn about the strong fact of feats

Stand on your feet, take a little tongue in cheek

From the freaks and then just go about your week

You say the meek shall inherit

You've got to pay dues to get some merit

Only purchase things with money you have, fuck off the credit

Stay true to you and let it flow

That is your time, I was led by the blind

Such found it hard to find much purpose

As such I'm doing the community a service

You spoke of feeling puny and nervous

This was not the first time I'd heard this

I should be frank, honest and earnest

All at the same moment, felt where you were coming from

And what you spoke of was well spoken

You told me as a child I spoke too often

Asked too many questions without space to soften

And I felt that back then, way back when

Before I had an understanding of adult actions

Back when the leaves were green and the sky was blue

In the pictures of the world that I painted at school

I grew and learned and I learned and grew

And now I know the things I feel aren't always true

You said it had you questioning the answers of your farm-boy blues

I found that true but I felt it too

Coming from where I come from where the sun shone

To a land where the concrete streets are wed

On most occasions, now I'm facing the facts

I felt what you said about wandering down train tracks

Soul colours unite whole, I wanna feel that

But I don't feel it when you say "Keep it real black"

It's nothing to do with colours cause check me when the lights are out

It's more about this thing called real when I only feel doubt

And you ask me where is it that you belong

It's something that made me think both hard and long

And then I decided I belong where it is I'm at

Not where I'm going until I get there, can you feel that?

You said if they're pro they'll ask how your name is spelt

And I've been called Funky G, so that was mad felt

Hands dealt are made to be played to one's best

So let the cards drop and I can deal with the rest

Tests are for passing, not for turning one's backs on

And beats aren't always made simply to be rapped on

There's more than four elements and more than one genre

That's the type of shit that can come creeping up on ya

Until suddenly I find myself thinking on

Realising, damn I feel where your coming from

Don't lie, don't cry, don't steal

Don't express emotions you don't feel

Appeal to yourself, look after health

And experience the real wealth

Who's gonna help if you don't help yourself?

Eventually you'll melt from that negative mind frame

The accent you speak in and the one you're rhyming should be the same

Who gives a fuck about your name? Not all dames are bitches

And even the richest people can be nice

Never think just twice but several times over

Things are starting to feel real dim when I'm sober

And when is it really over? Who knows the answer to this?

And if the cancer hits, I'll wish for it to hit real quick

So I can quickly split, they say get some direction

Or you'll continue to drift, shift from place to place

Find the goal and start the race

You've looked me directly in the face

And I've heard you state that the race has begun

Right then I realised there must be a balance between seriousness and fun

I felt those words as you spoke, rapped or sung

One thought onto the table

Had me feeling a little unstable like a baby's cradle

You were able to make me see

And sometimes you even guided me to safety

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya speaking

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya freaking

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya speaking

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya freaking

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya speaking

I'm feeling what ya, I'm feeling what ya freaking

I'm feeling what ya speaking (I'm feeling what ya speaking)

(Oi I'm feeling it, I can feel where ya coming from)

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