Feel the Vibe
Mind racing afraid of being complacent
With monotonous odd jobs on a everyday basis
Gotta get my own and throw it back in they faces
Make em load the audio forced to change the arrangement
Im on another level mixing the bass and treble
The devil's rebel in the vessel of the simple fellow
No one could ever touch the skills that I have
I'm the blast of a titans clash, collapsing rubble and ash
I just wanna live my life at my own pace
So much built up enough to rage fill a whole page
Steppin on stage like rounding third to home plate
Slide through safe into a hall of fame show case
With grace I'm taking the champs throne
A face that's cold stone, a Don, Mike Corleone
As age grows old you'll lessen the rage flow
With a letter framed coat and stained engraved stones
Free your mind you can feel the vibe
Passing street signs on them late night drives
Another day, another story told
They'll just make you wise as your age grows old
Back with clinched fists again sent from middle of Michigan
Bringing the sickest penmanship show em what demented is
I'm out of options how could I stop this
They call me a prospect cuz winning is my object
I'm one of baddest amongst the sharpest of marksmen
Heavily armed if you ain't guarded you a target
Ring the alarm, let em know I'm dropping bombs
Blowing up the intercoms and signals they're picked up on
I never lose the inspiration to write
And I'll fight for what's mine if I die then at least I tried
Sick in the mind and dangerous music is the way tame it
No other way to say this you're looking at one of the greatest
I've built this from the ground sweat and blood in every sound
I'll bust the speakers proudly for those speak in doubt
Gone are the days I'm feeling down on my luck
Im defeating every obstacle sewing up every cut
With monotonous odd jobs on a everyday basis
Gotta get my own and throw it back in they faces
Make em load the audio forced to change the arrangement
Im on another level mixing the bass and treble
The devil's rebel in the vessel of the simple fellow
No one could ever touch the skills that I have
I'm the blast of a titans clash, collapsing rubble and ash
I just wanna live my life at my own pace
So much built up enough to rage fill a whole page
Steppin on stage like rounding third to home plate
Slide through safe into a hall of fame show case
With grace I'm taking the champs throne
A face that's cold stone, a Don, Mike Corleone
As age grows old you'll lessen the rage flow
With a letter framed coat and stained engraved stones
Free your mind you can feel the vibe
Passing street signs on them late night drives
Another day, another story told
They'll just make you wise as your age grows old
Back with clinched fists again sent from middle of Michigan
Bringing the sickest penmanship show em what demented is
I'm out of options how could I stop this
They call me a prospect cuz winning is my object
I'm one of baddest amongst the sharpest of marksmen
Heavily armed if you ain't guarded you a target
Ring the alarm, let em know I'm dropping bombs
Blowing up the intercoms and signals they're picked up on
I never lose the inspiration to write
And I'll fight for what's mine if I die then at least I tried
Sick in the mind and dangerous music is the way tame it
No other way to say this you're looking at one of the greatest
I've built this from the ground sweat and blood in every sound
I'll bust the speakers proudly for those speak in doubt
Gone are the days I'm feeling down on my luck
Im defeating every obstacle sewing up every cut
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Heinlein
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