Feel Nothing

[Intro]
Black people be in the streets looking for a bite a day
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will be live

[Verse 1: Ty Farris]
Uh
My veins filled with Novocaine
In the booth feeling just like Jordan when he drove the lane
Book bag full of burners, I got shoulder pains
Block full of Ileena's cousins they end up smokin' 'caine
For that cake on your birthday, they'll blow the flames
Superman, kryptonite, really as low as lane
That's if you know the game
And I don't know the slaves
I'm focused as a Canon with a new lens
Blue benz with your boo and her two friends
Champion crew neck, me and my crew make the rules Ben
I think I should make smacking fake rappers one of the new trends
So test me I got the cheat sheet
Put you in a permanent deep sleep
Fast as the Road Runner can say ''beep beep''
Best shape of my life but the doctor don't hear a heartbeat
I kill everything breathing for the baby girl in that car seat
The streets made me immune to the bad news
But the cash rules, pull a jack move on a rap dude using Jack's moves
Business man slash goon
I only chase dead presidents
My bank account's the evidence
Been relevant, since me and fame dropped the inheritance
That's not arrogance, that's just a negative piss excellence
Sick flows no medicine
Determined to be one of the dopest
And fuck the labels if they didn't notice
This that crack music, the mean verse'll make the fiends twerk
I'm hustlin' like a panhandler in a clean shirt
Just to make my dreams work
Each project is hotter
Before I lose you'll see a crackhead fall asleep sipping a Monster
Clearly I came to conquer
I'm just a soldier that's seen death too many times
Guess I gotta strong arm the industry, they gon' gimme mine

[Interlude]
Surprise nigga[nigga, nigga, nigga]
Be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz

[Verse 2: Kid Vishis]
I dream filthy
My parents mixed me with some acopoco ready whiskey
It's no biggie, no really
I'm so fly with the talent, I woke up with a pair of wings and some talons
Praying that god provides balance
And the land where savages stand
Malice is what happens on average
But I'm not embarrassed
Ty Farris know that I'm with him
He threw the bat signal in the air, now I'm here to sick
Oh you don't know what's going on
I'm top of the [?] I'm bad to the chromosome
I'm very crafty with poems and short shorts
You could fight the Iron Mike with a mic, Royce custom model
I'm running next to him in a custom Tahoe
In the model, lets go champ
I'm Shannon Briggs and
Just 'cause I box you don't mean you won't get your wig capped
To stop you, real rap, where your skills at
I ask you, when I blat you, leave you holy as the Book of Matthew
In fact, eat you in these bars, call it jack mack, scratch that
Anything you can do I can match that
Beat you dizzy, make you paper spin like ASCAP
Leave your fag ass sicker than the raz caz
Terrorising your town as I walk like a giant
But I ain't saying I'm god nigga, I'm godzilla
It's a price on all y'all head and it's affordable
Fold you up so many times you'll look portable[sicko]
Animal instincts of a great white
We don't catch feelings round here, we catch flights[lets go]
Come in your hometown, frown and go down
Then you realise you staring in Vishis Killer eyes

[Outro]
Surprise nigga[nigga, nigga, nigga]
Be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz[wooh]
It's a typical type of Detroit neighbourhood
The kind not included in the downtown talks of money, real estate and rebirth
Here it goes church, liquor store, church, liquor store
Looking around, it's hard to know which has had the greater influence
Surprise nigga[nigga, nigga, nigga]
Be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz, be on that benz