FAM - Mandate of Heaven-2

FAM

Francis | Aki | Mark

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    Original: Feel Me Flow by Naughty by Nature

    So. A little under Vancouver weather, so felt like the perfect time to wrap up a song with that sunshine-y, beach-y feel. Rhythm’s kinda wonky at points, and the p’s cut out. But gotta start somewhere, right? Top picture in my dashboard was that one. So serendipitous.

    Enjoy :)

    The Words:

    chillin villains like coldest killers of beats, murderin’ music,

    eating MCs like i’m nick cannon, so herd the sheep, 

    so i can merk the meek, my trains of thought are swerving the streets

    help the hurting ears, and hurting the heaps that’re rapping weak

    my prey are praying as i’m serving the masses

    passing through to spit this passage, take names to take my classes

    curbing chaos at the same time that i’m causing damage

    rapid acid make them bouncing bunnies go rabid

    taking-the-steps to make ‘em hop on the band wagon

    listen as i glisten, outshine all that bad rappin

    keeping-em-clappin, ‘plaud all that good stuff that i’m channelling

    so flip to me, your fella don’t have to know what happened

    yeah i’m naughty by nature, ‘though i’m not a star

    catch me at your college, or playing at your local bars

    making-a-mess to raise-the-bar, game and playing-it-hard

    hip-hop’s got a void, make some noise and all this space is ours

    yo here me go, now holla if you hear me flow, just hear me flow

    just hear me flow, just here me go

    you’re overstating your skills, don’t ever undermine

    never try to bite these nice bars, i am wunderkind

    a rare one to find, never one to blunder lines

    son beat’s july heat, weather or not its summertime

    …now bask in that, don’t it feel nice

    the rhythm feels loose, same time that i spit real tight

    they like they way i write the goods, so i’m letting ‘em buy

    like i’m letting all those lines in like a till’s light

    with no brakes, jamming parties like Stalin

    no stoppin, serving the hits up like it’s topspin

    and we’re gonna steal the show like we’re Kan’s men 

    often, we’ll make ‘em go Ye, so Common

    sit back, relax, and breathe, kick off your stessin’

    drink us in like iced tea, bringing you refreshments

    blowing from your radio, feeling like nice breeze, 

    feel-me-flow flows make em go “Ooh, I like these” 

    -F

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