Feelin Kinda...

from Ghettolutionary by Mark Anthony

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(Intro)

(1st Verse)

5'10", skintone the colour of E&J,
I see you and me fumbling between the sheets for days,
Day and night, for days on end,
Until days become weeks, midweek to weekend.

Now, the long weekend is a weekly event,
Baby, I'm doing me, I refuse to pretend,
To be anybody for she, 'cos I'm international, please,
Born South of The River, but raised overseas.

I ain't a regular bredda, dis ain't a regular ting,
Stamina fi di ramina, ready whenever, ya dig?
After we move along, you'll be happy to reminisce,
Over numerous bottles of Henny and many a spliff.

Never say never, but I'll NEVER nyam a kitty kat,
Baby, to be honest, I never really been into that,
But I promise to keep it real, never lie, just the facts,
Just relax, and I'll put it on you, until your lungs collapse.

(Chorus)

'Cos I'm feelin' kinda horny, as I look in my phonebook,
And see your number, wid your picture beside it,
Don't try to lie or deny it,
Deep down inside, I know you're dying to ride it

Baby, I'm feelin' kinda horny, as I look in my phonebook,
And see your number, wid your picture beside it,
Don't try to lie or deny it,
Deep down inside, I know you're dying to ride it.

(2nd Verse)

Overly scintillating, leave you hyperventilating,
I know you been patiently waiting and anticipating,
Me scraping out your belly when I'm penetrating,
When mi deh pon di road and you're all alone,
I know that your body is aching.

Listening to my baritone over the phone will leave you masturbating,
You're baby-fada is hating (why?) 'cos he doesn't get any ratings,
When he knows that it's loving your craving,
everyday him deh pon ah lay ting,
When you're at home and feeling alone,
just pick up the phone and holla at Blazin'

And I'll be there in a heartbeat - real fast,
To give you sumn to make your heart beat, real fast.
I'm a G, star. Betta believe, please,
Don't try and take me for some kinda chief, cah,

I say what I please with a blatant disregard,
Of any criticism, and I deliver my speech hard,
You know it's Bang Bang Blazin' from around the way,
And I'm droppin' dem one-away, straight-from-the-street bars!

(Chorus)

(Outro)