Can You Feel Me

Chorus:Can you feel meCan you feel meCan you feel meCan you feel meVerse 1Mega:This the type of tip that I'm onSometimes I listen to songs and zone out 'til I wish I was goneBitches see I'm gettin' figures so now they real thirstyNiggaz won't be pullin' them triggers to try and murk meRespect my hustle, get checks and bubbleYeah it's real cuz I still seem to rep the struggleYou can't blame me when it's the same meI won't let the fame or the game try to change meThis is flames, see it's hot enough to scorch the beatI be stuntin' in London up in that Porcha jeepAnd I'ma tell you what I'm here forThe shit I believe the shit I do some years forTalk about how you pop your gunI heard the cries of a mother when she lost her sonYou can lose it all in a secondTomorrow's a gift so we call it the presentChorusVerse 2Mayhem:I'ma grind my way to the top (so make room)I'ma shine incase you forgot (there's great to him)Take mine they'll blaze at ya top (put 8 through 'em)When you rhyme this way and this hot (your date soon)This is no act, no gimmicks, industry hate itRaw raps, flow, lyrics, in the streets favoriteAnd I'm floatin' down this path, waitIt took a long time to get here but I'm only half waySo the mission's incomplete until we drop and bring that heat that singe the streetsBeef calling, same game, we foreignLike ain't you got a deal, mind frame see-sawingWe touring, sometimes we ballingStunt on me like Denzel he fallingThere's gangstas among us so just chill and let the kid do they numbers now that�s realChorusVerse 3S.A.S.:Mega:You listening clear, I ain't living in fearNot Hewy Newton but I'm moving with my fist in the airAnd yeah it's nuthin' fam, listen to me brother manLike brail so you gotta feel me to understandTry killin' me man but still I remainThey say the truth hurts, so you niggas feeling my painI'm still in the game, strike while the iron is hotAnd be like heat on the thermostat that rise to the topMayhem:A lot of hating going on and I don't want no part of thatCuz for your chain they'll put some'n in your Prada hatI'd rather that, you'll never see me scaredWanna jack it come and grab it, better leave me thereI pull the trigger, the judge tryna give me yearsIt's self-defenses but jail they wanna see me thereAnd it seems to me get a plaque they act funnyCuz they hate to see young, black niggaz stack money, uhChorus