Feel Me -- Stezo 2001 "Dedicated to the New Generation"

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Subject: Feel Me

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True Profit

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Date Posted: 21:55:54 06/20/01 Wed
Author Host/IP: spider-mtc-tb071.proxy.aol.com/64.12.104.51

im the new kid on the block,wit a glock in each sock/
ready to put some holes in a cop quicker than 2pac/
before i even get the mic they tell me to stop/
cause homo rappers have seizures like they just swollowed some dummy rocks/
right now i feel like nobody gonna stop my shine/
cause every time i spit a rhyme,it deteriates your mind/
i itch when some rappers grab the mic/
by the time he recites, im all covered in flee bites/
im only 17 and leavin vets wasted/
i spit so much flavor that your tongue aint capable to taste it/
i feel my lyrics will be around for eons/
and the paper you wrote on aint worthy enough to piss on/
and if any MC wanna step to me/
i tongue lash em till they back resembles the TIMBERLAND tree/
and those industry cats flossin talkin what they life like/
if im iced, when the sun hit i want it like a strobe light/
i stay insync wit beats,and only spit for the streets/
when i've planted my feet,i spit and put bodies in the RED SEA/
when i step in the room,i clean up cats wit a broom/
and the trash can as their new tomb/
your whole rap career in the ground i'm subdividin/
i spit helium flows to keep the whole crowd rising/

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