Feel Me

[Intro] Mic check 1, 2 Ay, turn me up a little bit in the phones Let's get it Yeah [Verse 1] For the Father Imma live and Imma die for the Gospel That’s just the reality Call it insanity better the Man in me Giving me sanity, holding me up like a canopy I know, gotta get it like this Walk in the dark where they all fell apart Lifting them up like a daily depart I know all I be giving come right out the heart Thinking I be all up in the studio Late night grinding gotta get it with a pay right Never tryna fit in with whatever come and get them all To play my tracks in the back while I give time Not into ripping no record For the record, I wreck it put that into murdering credits Kids out think I’m better than all my competitors This here my medicine, hold up! Yeah And I know I’ll never be the same I’m feeling different I wonder if they listening (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I write for the glory of Yeshua Whipping up all of the metaphors Tell them they dead and got down Imma let ‘em up Yeah Whipping the Word by the flick of the wrist Letting it go by the brick Stacking up daily with this like I flip Carry that hope but they skipping like "Hey, it don’t matter" Yo, matter fact, know with the mic that I grip I wonder do they feel me Hit them with the (raw, raw, raw, raw) [Chorus] They feel me, when I let the clip go When I hit them with the iller than it gets, better believe they gonna feel me When I spark that truth That real, better deal; what a feeling knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me When I let the clip go When I hit them with the iller than it gets, better believe they gonna feel me When I spark that truth That real, better deal; what a feeling knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me [Verse 2] This the type of life that I dreamed about You wanna cut me open I bleed it out For the flock that your boy leading out With that real talk that I be about Looking like this here my life, so I’m giving All of myself; to the critics who witness Every little gimmick that watching and plotting I aim for the people who wanna come get it (Whoo!) And I know that I’ve been On that wide road tryna find more Feeling so empty; what it got to offer So temporary so I had to bury it (Can’t nothing control me) I’m bound to whatever The mentally crippling freedom within me I’m pushing the envelope, leh go Geronimo! Kill ‘em like an AK-47 when I get up on the microphone You know I gotta light 'em up with everything I got I know the limit is infinite when I’m killing it Real with it when I’m giving it; Give me the mic I’m feeling it (Swish!) Yeah That’s a game winner with my eyes close In my prime gone off that grind zone I’m putting and giving the feeling for a villain when I know they gonna feel me [Chorus] When I let the clip go When I hit them with the iller than it gets, better believe they gonna feel me When I spark that truth That real, better deal; what a feeling knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me When I let the clip go When I hit them with the iller than it gets, better believe they gonna feel me When I spark that truth That real, better deal; what a feeling knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me, knowing they feel me Knowing they feel me [Outro] Way it shoulda feel me, yeah