Say what you feel (feat. stephanie mckay)

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 killing 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