Make Em Feel Me

Yeah You ain't gotta hide how you feel bout me baby I know you love me But even if you don't You gotta respect me I said you gotta respect me Yeah 'Cause you are now tuned in To the newest script flipper of this rap shit Strum through the page And see how God scribed A niggas' coming of age (Uh Huh) Morphed a nigga pen from a sword to the ultimate swage Molding my reality To where I'm upping my wage now Black carousel, this bag gon find its way around To keep all of my niggas From pitching from that bodega mound And to show that you don't even gotta weigh a pound To tell your story and get residuals off the way it sound Nigga (Ha) All you gotta do is be keen And wane every weakness That always seem to impede your glimmer man Can't intrigue if you dimmer than The previous version of you Leaving you simmering forever Never boiling So I put these synonyms together To never soil the only thing that fulfills me, Uhh And imma captivate em if it kills me All the while revealing the real me 'Cause I gotta make 'em feel me Thats the only way a nigga pop Gotta make it past the top of my ceiling Gotta make 'em hear me Do this for my people that was locked or in a box Tryna make it out them buildings 'Cause I got that shit that really Make 'em feel good Please don't run up on me my nigga I'm still hood Just trust that I'll make sure that the family is real good And every city, every hood and every block Gonna feel a nigga Yeah 'Cause they got no choice (Uh Uhh) And you can rest assure that I'm gon hoist up the gems That I found while underground (Uh Huh) And I try not to be boisterous When I'm helping keep the pyramidion from exploiting us (It's only right) So I keep it copacetic Prophetic if you do your research (Uh Huh) The highest quality Kinetic Energy When we work together (Talk) Cleverly as we rework the course (Talk) Use the masses to accelerate the movement And then force em to respect the faction That's just me thinking steps ahead After capturing slave masters All green, blue and dead (Nigga) Off the shit that I said From the shit that I read in red 'Cause pens done bled when the water walker in effect (Mmm) With a flow so cold that the water that I walked on froze So I picked it up and put it around my neck (Uhh) Now a walking check with both integrity and intellect With some rhymes that have yet to garner respect (Woop) 'Cause I gotta make 'em feel me Thats the only way a nigga pop Gotta make it past the top of my ceiling Gotta make 'em hear me Do this for my people that was locked or in a box Tryna make it out them buildings 'Cause I got that shit that really Make 'em feel good Please don't run up on me my nigga I'm still hood Just trust that I'll make sure that the family is real good And every city, every hood and every block Gonna feel a nigga