Thats right, yo, feel the music So here we go again Keepin it movin provin my point Ive got to make it happen slick with the patterns and flows No matter what they're sayin or playing on radio My name is here to stay leading the way like matching dominoes Keeps me on my toes Rather be feeling than k**ing the soul off I'm willing, not old enough to fold it up Hold it up to the top of the tip top Cream of the crop Beaming it up steaming it up Free it up for the talented ones Struggling hustling with lower funds Some even resorting to guns For my people overseas, my people at home In the AUS no time for second guessing or playing it too safe in this here place Take a risk open up your mind don't stagnate Cause some of them that they rate don't sound that great Kinda hard to tolerate when they don't appreciate Good talent Chorus All you've got to do is Just feel the music You know you can't refuse it You've got to choose it All you've got to do is.. Just feel the music You know when to use it.. Come on just abuse it Okay okay excuse me excuse me big fella coming through People await for the great bull at the gate, kicking back dirt steaming the nose pulling a face, the music monster constantly stomping beats, like Ez's two feet on them Compton streets. Or like Big L's on the corner of Harlem man, my two feet creep like the borders of parliament, my new weapon of choice is a molotov, kept in the boys backpack so you got no knowledgeof.. it, torn cloth or a lit, as soon as it gets lit its like 'oh s***!' Clear the streets the schools and the markets Empty your mouth quickly like a mini bar fridge Any artist can be targets The bigger you think you are the bigger the sky gets lord... You can't afford to ease off You need to be feeling this music like you're feeling these... nuts Chorus All you've got to do is Just feel the music You know you can't refuse it You've got to choose it All you've got to do is.. Just feel the music You know when to use it.. Come on just abuse it Yungun yo listen Now I don't carry guns but i stick to them I'm trying to step out of the bounds that I live in And reach out to the millions and thousands of citizens Across the word but there's barriers and I'm sick of them Same songs but different people singing them Alot of minions just taking what they're given and Eat whatever's on the plates that are dishen them As long as they're served up with faces that fit with them 90% will stay in ambivalence What about the 10% that remain well less interested Half will judge you before they've even listened And you know what they say about arseholes and opinions Whats that? Alot of the former got the latter Me I don't follow the format of a rapper But forget the image and the place that I live in And listen to the music cause that all that really matters Chorus All you've got to do is Just feel the music You know you can't refuse it You've got to choose it All you've got to do is.. Just feel the music You know when to use it.. Come on just abuse it