Feel Alive

[Intro]

One!

Two!

Three!

Uhh!

[Verse 1]

(One) One time cause I got that feeling, that feeling

To the two, put your hands up, touch that ceiling, that ceiling

To the three, this shit's got funk appealing, appealing

To the uh, I got, I got that feeling, that feeling

And I'm screaming and I'm beating up all these demons

Got the whole damn planet fiending

For my rhyming and my reason

I'm anointing the world when I'm rapping

Captivated by my rhythmic attraction

Motivated 'til you get a little more

Max and

And then assasinate the cats that's relaxing

POW!

Keep moving, y'all fools don't know what I'm doing

Paranoia got y'all viewing my every move and pursuing

Murder, word up

Punk motherfuckers get hurt up

Bitch motherfuckers pull your skirts up

Cause all ya'll bout to get marked up now

[Chorus]

I let my stress out and I feel alive

I let my stress out, I feel alive

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive

[Verse 2]

Here comes the two action, three never stop for your reaction

(Two) Here comes the two action, three never stop for your reaction

(Three) Here comes the two action, three never stop for your reaction

[?] always on time

Mechanism magnificent, yeah we flippin' it

Like UPS, we shippin' it

On the dance floor, kickin' it

On the mic, rippin' it

[?], don't mention it

Your flows don't work 'cause I think [?]

You ain't a playa, homeboy, you been bitchin' it

[?]

It's kinda crazy how we mic checkin' it

Somewhat amazin' how we keep makin' it

You keep fakin' it, while we keep breakin' it

Breakin' it down like a [?]

Rock the ghetto blaster

[Chorus]

I let my stress out and I feel alive

I let my stress out, I feel alive

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive

[Verse 3]

Boom, comin' up with instant doom

I got stinks that will stink the room

Boom, comin' up with instant doom

I got stinks that will stink the room

Boom, comin' up with instant doom

I got stinks that will stink the room

Who's comin' up with stinky tunes?

The doctor of funk, opening up perfumes

Now, how you like my kinky style?

I don't need [?] to rock the little [?]

I just gotta think and then spill it out

[?] riddle, then spit it out

Blurt it out, get it out, blurt it out

The word is out

Done exited the mouth

Now I send it [?], direct [?]

Makin' contact with your brain and that's when

You're dazed by the phrase, amazed from what I said

[?] play with ya head

[?] the dead, death by the Jedi MC master

Rock the ghetto blaster

[Chorus]

I let my stress out and I feel alive

I let my stress out, I feel alive

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

Talk about, uh uh uh, I feel alive

Uh uh uh

I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive, I feel alive