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Out Ya Feelings Video (MV)




Performed By: AutiMatic
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Dennis Thompson




AutiMatic - Out Ya Feelings Lyrics




Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings

I'm about to rain dance, I'm the medicine man
So I express myself with every letter that can
Against adversity I fight with everything I am
Cuz I'm different, doing everything they say I can't
They don't wanna see me win
When I do, wanna join in
Where was niggas at when I was shootin in the gym
And I been the shiid, since way back when
And me now's gotta shit on me back then, yeah
This 100, it's like I never change up
Middle finger just remain stuck
And they just, sacrificial lambs, it's almost like the goats in here
Killing everything you holdin dear
Like the best ways to know is when exposed to fear
Appear wholesome but beast mode's in gear
Then the heat rose, cuz each toe's like a battery
When the lever gets pulled, body tied to a chair

Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings

I'm just talkin to myself
And you're just along for the ride
Sorry but we're all gonna die
Send noodz, chicken wit the soda on the side
Every bird of a feather's gotta fly
Hunting's as easy as pie
Don't need a reason to why
They screaming freeze, if you fleeing, they squeeze and you die
Auti you're bleeding, I'm fine
Confronting my demons inside
Just another day of the regular
When I spit bars, put the pencil in my jugular,
ZombeeGang to the death, and we could never rest
I'm in the pad like a bloody mess
What a drag, that's with every step
Gotta grind, it's a climb, how high?
Call it Red & Meth
I'm a nervous wreck
Contemplating death
I could break a neck
Lookin back, like I never left

Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings
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Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings

I'm about to rain dance, I'm the medicine man
So I express myself with every letter that can
Against adversity I fight with everything I am
Cuz I'm different, doing everything they say I can't
They don't wanna see me win
When I do, wanna join in
Where was niggas at when I was shootin in the gym
And I been the shiid, since way back when
And me now's gotta shit on me back then, yeah
This 100, it's like I never change up
Middle finger just remain stuck
And they just, sacrificial lambs, it's almost like the goats in here
Killing everything you holdin dear
Like the best ways to know is when exposed to fear
Appear wholesome but beast mode's in gear
Then the heat rose, cuz each toe's like a battery
When the lever gets pulled, body tied to a chair

Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings

I'm just talkin to myself
And you're just along for the ride
Sorry but we're all gonna die
Send noodz, chicken wit the soda on the side
Every bird of a feather's gotta fly
Hunting's as easy as pie
Don't need a reason to why
They screaming freeze, if you fleeing, they squeeze and you die
Auti you're bleeding, I'm fine
Confronting my demons inside
Just another day of the regular
When I spit bars, put the pencil in my jugular,
ZombeeGang to the death, and we could never rest
I'm in the pad like a bloody mess
What a drag, that's with every step
Gotta grind, it's a climb, how high?
Call it Red & Meth
I'm a nervous wreck
Contemplating death
I could break a neck
Lookin back, like I never left

Get out your feelings
You think this whack
Life not fair
Give a f*ck about you, like you could have your time back
So get out your feelings
Ya better off puttin in to something else
I'm sick, gotta rap cuz it f*ckin helps
Numb to the bullshit, spit like it f*ckin hurts
So get out your feelings
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Writer: Dennis Thompson
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