. . . Can You Feel Me ?. . .
 

Seeing Is Believing. . But Through Words You Must Treat These Rhymes Like Brail. . For You Cannot See But You Can Visualize. . You Can Hear. . The Message. . The Most Profound Of It's Time. .

Revolutionary Wordsmith, Words Gift To The Preliminary
Now I Stand Atop Hip Hop As A Visionary. . .
. . . . With No Blurred Rifts From The Sounds Carried {It's Now Scary}
My Speech Is Vivid. . Mosts Reach Is Timid
Grab The Mic. . Rip It. . Respect. . Give It
I've Obtained A Tongue Is Similar To Picasso. . . .
. . . Open Mouth Paintings Of Mona Lisas With My Lyrical Bravado. .
I Try To Make Shit As Clear As Possible With No Photography
Blink Twice And Ya Eyes Just Might Not Be Able To Adjust N See
What I Have Created, You Can Debate It, But That's Expected
I Treated The Rap Game Like Car Collisions N Fucking Wrecked It
Bar Incisions Tear Skin N Bones From Ligaments
You're In A Predicament Where You're Forced To Submit Ya Pen
See, You're Wack, Fact Is, I'm All The Positive Adjectives
I'll Take Ya Words, Play Um, N Throw Um Back With No Spin
DJ, Feel Me ?. . . . Turn My Shit Up Loud And Let It Bump
My Sound Is Now. . . . While Most Junk Is Foul N Fucked
Follow The Flow, Down The River N Quiver From Instrumentals
That I've Laced. . . With My Superior Mental. . .
You Try To Repeat N I'll Fuck Ya Dental -
N Let The Lyrics Smash Ya Fuckin' Temple *It's Real*

[Chorus]
So Please. . If You Feelin' This Sound Bombing Through. .
Ya Speakers Then Lemme Know So I'll Continue To Bless You. .
Shouts To The Supporters, One Finger To The Haters Kid. .
If You Feel Me. . Can You Feel Me. . Turn Up This Shit. .

It Was Awhile Ago, I'd Style N Pose, Now Just My Prose
Is Proposed As The Sickest Flow, I'm Dope Now I'm Suppose
Spittin' Lyrics Immuned To Mimics, Retuned My Spirit
Now I'm Nearin Clearance To #1 N Kids Don't Wanna Hear It
I'm Sorry For Being Sick With Pens, I'll Stick With Friends
I Don't Wanna Put Up With This Shit Again, Here's My Ends
Fuck That, You Mother Fuckers, I'll Spit Lines Like Knives
N Slice Ya Lives In Half, Expectancy Set To Four Days Past -
Today, N The Day Is Four Days To What I Told You Last
So Hurry Fast N Kiss Your Family Cause They'll Miss Ya Ass
That's Not Even At The Height Of My Capabilities, Not Feelin' Me ?
Fucka Ginsu After What I Been Through, I Wanna Kill An MC
I'll Shatter All Patterns Of Attackin', This Is Iraq Again. . .
You Came For My Weapons Of MC Destruction . .
Left Empty Handed With Ya Pride Stripped N Mind Concussin'
I'm The Next Great Lyricist With Piercin Hits, The Eardrums Bleed
Notice My Significance N Take A Glimpse Cause After Fear Comes Me
Nuclear Warhead Sited, After One Track I Was Sworn Dead
Is It My Fault I Was Born Ahead ?. . . Advanced Intelligence. . .
Enhanced Developments, Formula's To. . . .
. . . Through Words, Take You Around My Mind With A Magellan-Sense. . .
I'm Hip Hop's Essence *It's Real!*

[Chorus]

It's A New Day. . Writtens Scripted On Looseleaf. . Make Ya Favorite MC's Lose Sleep. . You Know I Aim To Bruise Deep. . N If You Don't Feel Me. . Fuck You. . Ain't Like I Was Askin For Ya Support Anyway. .

Drugs Are Bad Mmkay.

Seems like i'm not gettin' any feedback in return. .

goo dshit..I can see that you are improving(you already nice)..this had some sick flows..good scheme..I don't know why this is getting slept on...

. . Dope. . Iunno Why It's Gettin slept On Either. . I've Checked Numerous Pieces. . Oh well.

One last time. . people who's pieces i've checked, return the favor.

Good peice...Good flow, wordplay etc...
why is this being slept on?

favorite lines...

"I've Obtained A Tongue Is Similar To Picasso. . . .
. . . Open Mouth Paintings Of Mona Lisas With My Lyrical Bravado. ."

Dope As Fuck...

Keep Spittin...

I'm feeling the flow, I love this piece dawg, shits how, I like how it sounds out-loud.. It has a nice flow to it. Good text cuz..

i feel u on this dawg, sum real nice stuff here, keep spittin