Vibes

Yo

It's all live, hold tight like a Plectrum

Try as we might but we all get our heads stolen on the grind

24 hours in the Spectrum, daily designers are pain in the rectum

I train my intentions, so I strive for perfection

Never quite settle with contentment, I separate my life from my goals

So even when the setbacks, life throws out, I get gold

From the get-go to the fat bird hollazee

Study up on life's curvature, word knowledge

Magnify thoughts with a pen on a stream of A4s

D straight inscribe a gem, no time for the Cybermen

I'm a ghost at the sight of them, puff a smoke back and I'm in ten

Reserve raw and reserve procs in the first quarter

I commence slaughter and earn lots

If you feel the vibe, put your L in the sky

It's unseen in the wickedest speech of mine

If you feel to jive, I'm getting up in your face

Up in the crates, I'm uppin' the places like

If you feel the vibe, crank the amp up

Yeah, I said it, go on, crank the amp up

Wreck the system and blow our speakers

Without tweeters, no sound still out reaches

It's the pale horsemen, I relive old vibes

Relight old times, injectin' our lines

Stayin' plump like collagen or silicone breasts

Stayin' pumped off adrenaline and rockin' the set

I stay understated, so if I do blow up

You'll still find me in the everyday average spots

I still shop for my goods the cheapest

You can take the rats out the race, not the rats out the people

I out the deceitful, I see snakes every damn day

Any man may be a demon, any man may keep a secret

But any man may see a weakness, contort it and squeeze it

I seize ups like Carpe Diem, Arcadian bars

Left with the substance of love events, harbalest

Float on the stream like carcasses

We leave carcasses, starving from our possess

If you feel the vibe, put your L in the sky

It's unseen in the wickedest speech of mine

If you feel to jive, I'm getting up in your face

Up in the crates, I'm uppin' the places like

If you feel the vibe, crank the amp up

Yeah, I said it, go on, crank the amp up

Wreck the system and blow out speakers

Without tweeters, no sound still out reaches

You can call me cynical, I call it as it's seen

And it's not subliminal to tell 'em all

From Tallahassee to Tenerife and in between

D kill MC's like I'm Fat E to Mackie Dees

They need the back in the cavalries, they're packin' the calories

So add an analogy, I fathomed anatomies

And fashioned a new disease, son

You're only sick if you react to an allergy

You're inanimate to me like figurines

Rampage your nightmares, shattered dreams like Freddie Seat

When the pressure gauges cease

Cursed the man who leaves the state to keep the peace

And I seek to be a better man

Like a reformed veteran from Vietnam

Who put the tabs down for the master plan

Even though his heart's still entwined with the creatures of foreign lands

Borrowed time, never giving back

See, the funny thing with that is it's simple to lose the knack

Still, I build with my precious seconds, never second guess it

Filling all my free time with the mic obsession

If you feel the vibes, put your L in the sky

It's unseen in the wickedest speech of mine

If you feel to jive, I'm getting up in your face

Up in the crates, I'm up in the places like

If you feel the vibes, crank the amp up

Yeah, I said it, go on, crank the amp up

Wreck the system and blow our speakers

Without tweeters, no sound, still outrageous

If you feel the vibes, put your L in the sky

It's unseen in the wickedest speech of mine

If you feel to jive, I'm getting up in your face

Up in the crates, I'm up in the places like

If you feel the vibes, crank the amp up

Yeah, I said it, go on, crank the amp up

Wreck the system and blow our speakers

Without tweeters, no sound, still outrageous