Feel the music
Son, we got you programmed like a beat
When I press snare, yo, guard your grill
Press kick, you move your feet
You can't compete
I got my hydrants parked on every street
I'm federal, nigga
Son of Sun
Come close and feel the heat
I am the streets
The white lines only separate me from me
You hydroplane in false God's name and still crash into me
Sign and tree, mountainside, guardrail into the sea
They thought they stole you from my arms then carried you to me
Here's the key
DNA encoded in a beat
White rocks in a vial, nigga, ain't got nothin' on me
BCH I'm free
Ask these editors at MTV
Far as they know they're publishing some new school poetry
Let it be
'Cause even that will do to turn the key
Doorways into the other worlds
The truth shall set you free
You are me
I am you, but also I am he
Shepherd of a bastard flock that grazes in the streets
Feel the beat
Nod your head, lean back and touch your feet
Let me see you pop that thang right there, girl, in your seat
Feel the heat
Count this page amongst your whitest sheets
Comfort in my every word
Slide under countless sheep
Hail Mary, Mother of God
Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows this
Son, my word is my bond
Tune my heart with my mind
Speak my nature, divine
Called this shit into existence back in '79
The future in my pocket, tightly gripped like a nine
Keep my finger on the trigger
Waitin' for the right time
Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design
Blood of kings 'cause Saturn's ring don't need no diamonds to shine
Yes, the reason for the season ornamented, divine
Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky
Keep your head up
We represent the real, my nigga, dead up
Book of the Dead, history bled, this nigga fed up
Led us to despair, some into prayer
And they won't let up until they got up worshipping them false gods instead of
The realness, God of the streets
My NGHs feel this
We nod our heads and worship through beats
Go 'head and kneel
It's the love that makes the cipher complete
And it's displayed through the way the bass line marries the beat
Hail Mary, Mother of God
Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows this
Son, my word is my bond
Tune my heart with my mind
Speak my nature, divine
Called this shit into existence back in '79
The future in my pocket, tightly gripped like a nine
Keep my finger on the trigger
Waitin' for the right time
Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design
Blood of kings 'cause Saturn's ring don't need no diamonds to shine
Yes, the reason for the season ornamented, divine
Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky
Keep your head up
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