Dame Grease - Feel the Rush lyrics

Intro/Chorus: Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us As the money keep comin, in God we trust And we only spread love to the women we lust And when it all go down Vacant Lot will bust [Kasino] Bet it all, I bet I ball harder than them Give me a year, I turned this block into the Carter for ya Started off small, ended up larger than them Prayed to me, and sayin "Our Father" for them They can't win, they sittin on money they can't spend I play my cards right, you throwin your hand in Twenty-two years and I'm still standin Put your deal on it if you're still gamblin I'm holdin more wis than the cultural gremlin It's no part of business I don't gotta hand in Kasino, say it so the whole world can hear it Live on the air, I bet your label won't clear it Weak bloodline, n***as I f** up your spirit Rap is my hustle, you need guns to come near it With God trustin, money lustin I'm nasty with the hands but with the guns I'm disgustin [Big Stan] Rarely, heavily armed, ghetto-created Don They wan' take it to the streets, we do it like Vietnam We express thoughts with less talk but more action Soon platinum reaction with full metal jacket rappin I make it happen, you the jokers, we the last laughin You wanna scream too, Wes Craven for all my people Give you nightmares, roy-al lyrically lethal Tape projections if you fiend for perfection Excite rap addicts wathcin doe's go at it This an*logy's for savages living in drug palaces If money got you misled, follow the realest Face we fill, Vacant Lot, built from the rock up Jam packed with chicks so I stay tryin to stock up Like Bill Bigsby, chicks be waitin for queen backs Not one for compromisin or barely survivin Sex, Videotapes & Lies while I'm drivin Chorus (x2) [Mic Vandals] Yo yo yo Norman Bates, feeds off excitement, tightenin Lead poison travel the speed of light and frightenin Felt the bad vibes son, uhh Griff, we out another one, uhhh...... Yellow bus n***as, native gutters, me and my brothers And others who don't know the map, see the path is laid out Prepare for the war cos I'm psycho, they're right do' Beat em down, brutally with pipes broke It's subminimal and general form of criminals And timid dudes who put gun plots and influence Hopin joints is loaded, kickin fifty liners For small timers and your minors Transformin this, brainstormin this, live performances Mic V-I, be a leader, see ya Raise up lyrically, yo I blast mines To the last rhyme and repeat it, the same crime ]From the heart comes every word spoken Slip and you sleep with the box left open Body full of fluid that'll keep your flesh fresh Til they put you in the ground where you rot like the rest I done had the best, tried to hit me but they missed If you get the thought (thought.....) think about the risk Cos I could be the calmest motherf**er you know, or be warned Have you seen a hurricane em like the eye of the storm? When my guns are drawn, you're not able to flee Cos when your lungs are gone you're unable to breathe I know you hear me, n***a do you feel my words? This sh** is eagle, spit the talons that'll shred your nerves Round 1 shatters your spine, leavin you numb Round 2 splatters your mind, this leavin you dumb And that third one sure to put you under Last hearin you shout "Vacant Lot" before the thunder Chorus (x2) Outro: What? What? What? What? (Yeah) Mic V-I's, yeah, Mic Vandals What? Yeah, Vacant Lot, ???? n***as wanna bounce with us, uhh (Kasino) n***as wanna bounce with us (1-thru-9) n***as wanna bounce with us (O-F-O) n***as wanna bounce with us, uhh (Yeah, T-C) All them n***as wanna bounce with us (They know!) n***as wanna bounce with us (Word up, Vacant Lot) n***as wanna bounce with us (Vacant Lot, can't dolo) Uhh, n***as wanna bounce with us (Uhh)