[Verse 1]

In the brightest of days, I can find the night

If I just close my eyes and I squeeze 'em tight

Second time in this life, see familiar territory

The hustle is my appetite the cash is my glory

I'm darker than midnight, I'm bright as in noon

Searchin for my melodies, follow the moon

Every city and town, that I run up in my travels

My game is like a earthquake, agitates the gravel

I put it down in Michigan, set it up sweet

Niggas used to call me second none Pete

I'm hard at the feet, I start the cream like scatter brave

Down in Cleveland, doin my thing they call me Don King

I came to New York, out of West VA.

They call me Shorty Locin, I'm deadly and I don't play

Like Willy Watson I fucked 'em and I knocked 'em

Straight askin bitches wasup, like Jesse Cook

Uh huh, in Alabama runnin Moonshine

I'm rap killer, you wouldn't find a iller hundred dollar biller

I'm number one in Augusta, like J.C.

Like little Herman from Pittsburgh you pay me

Like Zack Thomas and Frank Molten

I be the young nigga half the death, leave his ass floatin

Like Bumpy Johnson and beautiful rain

Without the street life I'd rather be dead, I swear I been here



HOOK:

Feel Like I Been There

I seen murder scenes, drugs I been here before

Send my blood to keep it raw, stay hardcore, c'mon, yeah

Feel Like I Been Here

I bust guns, push nines, and snuffed out lives