Shit. Gotta wake up, get to the studio and shit
Clock up on another one

Ridin' again, I'll probably drive a couple hours
Now I'm flyin' again
(Feel that, see that, be that)
Tryin' to win, I'm out here tryin' for repentance
While I'm eyein my kin (I never)
Got a spotlight, I only confiscate it
You in a league of one, you gotta highly moderate it
I smelt a smoking gun, I analyzed and calculated
All the while, I contemplated all the time that he'd be facin
25 To life, for homicide expectin' racists
Just to set a nigga free
For bein brown and angel faced (Tch)
See the plaintiff and the bailiff, makin' faces
Starin' at they parallel cause they know fate is so adjacent
Same spaces, smell of lily roses
As we mourn the final restin' place of rappin' for exposure
Searchin' for some closure while they murder our persona
The truth'll set you free, that's why I murder for my culture

I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe (Nahh)
I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe (No)
I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe
It don't matter, kick it like Jet Lee in his prime
(Wow)

Back when I was back up at apartment 8
My grandma place is not a restaurant
I'm talkin bout the spot my grandma stay
Hollow tips and 'volver spray
Common sense a common wave
Not alot of promise
When you got the cops around the way
Sound away
Got us another, look what we found today
How you mothafu-, sucka punched him
Justice find a way
Then they kickin', stompin'
Crackin' body shots around the waist
They he get to cussin'
Now his fuckin' blood around the place
How we get to sumthin
When Obama couldn't finally
I ain't got the answers
But I promise I could find em Sway
I survived every block and broken bed I ever made
Not to mention found myself in boxes
Though I never stayed
Got Mahatma Ghandi on my mind since I was second grade
Spotted higher echelons, and now its like I never prayed
Now I'm bout my practice, showin God I'm bout my power play
Cause I'm fairly certain that it's all my higher power say
Big Bama wit a sick grammar
I'm a survivor not a rapper, used to cases not the cameras
But I kept my soul and plus I did alotta damage
My spectacular vernacular could rile a pack of panthers
Calculated stanzas, and immaculate appearance
Dancin at the moon, I'm glancin, starin' at the mirror
Then they multiplied it now my vision with the spirits
I wrote my life away, and I just hope that y'all could hear it
Cause I'm

I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm feelin' the vibe I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm feelin' the vibe It don't matter, kick it like Jet Lee in his prime
(Wow)