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Strongholds -I'm breaking, and kingdoms - I'm taking by force, To those dwelling in the body, it be strengthening, To the unconscious being, it's a spiritual awakening, So I sit and create a tape that variates in styles and sounds, but keep it underground,Īttracting the red, the yellow, the white, the black, the brown as I'm breaking down barriers, exploring new areas in a fade,Ĭreating skill that, when bumped, use your brush like a bungee jump, Now a vibe is a feeling, and a feeling is an emotion.and I know emotions are unstable like the ocean, Turn it up and let it bump when you ride. Turn it up and let it bump when you ride, That lets me know what I wrote didn't stick in their soul, 'cause if it did they'd already know my vibe. Why they stare, trying to figure out what makes the hood tick? Oh it's a vibe Let me slide Oh it's a vibe, yeah, yeah Dim the lights Oh it's a vibe, yeah Get high It's a vibe, oh it's a vibe, yeah Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz It's a vibe Don't you like Your pussy drippin' Gushin', drippin' down your thighs It's a vibe Get high Diggin' deep while I'm lookin' in your eyes Vibe is the realest I know you. Yeah, that's the ingredients to my flavour, my peculiar behaviour,īe keeping them in a daze, straight lost in bewilderment, Got to make that cabbage to pay my rent.but first I'm breaking off God with his ten percent, 'cause I'm obedient, on my mind, please dont kill the vibe Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind Swear I.

With a abstract style, just like Lenny Kravitz, He is known for his distorted production and often violent lyrics. I got the whole crowd tripping off the rhymes I be flipping up like a tossed pen, Man, when I go to sleep I be dreaming of beats or a spotlight shining on me when I rock this mic, which I grip tight, Not a fad or a phase that'll fade away, but I breathe in holy hip-hop every day,Īlways snapping a finger or tapping my feet, So I stay prepared, 'cause this is my nine to five, Never know when my thoughts might drop something live, Homie's got a notebook and number two pencil, I got that hip-hop, the bosom singing trunk hard,Ĭooling out with my dogs in the front yard,
