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20 Answers | Felt (Murs & Slug)

Hey Murs, why you always look mad at life?
First, fuck you for asking, cause you know that ain’t right
I just refuse to be plastic for these rappers I don’t like
Well how do you manage to stay so polite?
Anger management techniques developed out of spite
Rather kill you with kindness than kill you in a fight
So why you wanna punch these other rappers in their face?
Cause they fake as fuck, and a waste of space
Besides, fists, not guns, that’s a change of pace
So who are you to judge who’s true these days?
I been around the block, got a few dues paid
One of the few rappers left that’ll do what I say
So is it Def Jux or the Living Legends that you’re reppin?
Man I’m all about good music, people and progression
I got friends from different sections but the West is where I’m restin
Do you really think race is the reason you ain’t selling?
What, you tryin’a piss me off and put a end to this session?
Man, you heard this is for, c’mon, next question
Alright, alright…What was it like workin’ with Humpty Hump?
One hell of a artist, but a fucking drunk
Though he did get the video crackin, I won’t front
You had a bunch of porn stars there, anything jump?
Yeah, offered to my lap for some head just once
And I coulda got some pussy, but I was too fucked up
After the first Felt, did you meet Christina?
No, she never said thanks, my black ass never seen her
That’s why I moved on to my Nubian queen
So what’s the definition of the 316?
It’s my birthday fool, 316
Plus, the formula for every rap song that you sing…

Hey Slug, why you only make songs about women?
Priorities man, naw, I’m kidding
I’m tryin’a build heaven while the world’s still spinnin
How big did you guess it would get in the beginning?
This is still the beginning, still unraveling ribbon
The mission is to travel for as far as the vision
Well how long do you think the success will last?
Man for all I know, that shit already passed
It’s impossible to answer that question asked
Then why’d Rhymesayers make a deal with Epitaph?
We didn’t you dumbass, go read the mag
Me and Ant did one record for beats and laughs
Anyway Sean, what happened to Spawn?
Well things felt wrong so we both had to move on
No love gone, everyday holds a new dawn
Business and friendship, where’s the line drawn?
Family and friends make it past the front lawn
Business is done by the end of the last song
Is it the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar?
No, it’s Selena, it’s Christina, it’s Serena in my car
It’s the thick line between being a genius and a star
Are you rappin, actin, or kiddin a guitar?
Man, fuck that shit I’m just sittin at the bar
Writing these hits about self-inflicted scars
Are you in love with this game, completely and truly?
From the music, to the bus, to the stage, to the groupies
I’m the same as I was back when nobody knew me
Alright, who-is-Lucy?
She’s the extra that gets to play the devil in my movies
She’s around, uptown, sipping a beer smoothie