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Can you feel me?
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- (I can feel it in the air)
- //Start at 00:25 (Constant Flow)
- Yeah, i can feel it too.
- I feel like Im number one and your the [fuel](half of the kamikaze motif)for my [number two](Number 2 pencil/set up for double entender).
- There will be no [kamikaze](Japanese Kamikaze pilots were only given enough fuel for the trip to whateverit was they were flying the plain into ensuring they wont come back, unlike the fuel given by the people fueling my drive to write, therefore no kamikaze), im just letting my [bowels move](finished double entender/ stating that I shit on rappers,metaphorically, skill wise ofc).
- Onto everybody, theres a thousand differences between me and you.
- I write whats in my heart i dont give a fuck who's fucking with it.
- Yall disregard the art, now everyones a fucking critic.
- You guys tear it all apart, like "Fuck the dude that did it"
- "We dont care about the thought and we don't give fuck what you were feelin."
- That's when I become [ruthless](Homophone for roofless), I have no fucking ceiling.
- I could send more [shots](Disses and remarks at specific people and groups/Bullets in gun Motif) than [banana clips](Mags used in AR's like AK 47's continuing the gun Motif/ start of Banana Motif)that thugs would find [appealing](double entenderfor the banana Motif).
- But that would be my fall, I choose 7 degrees of separation.
- The hate you gave little infants fucks up the whole nation.
- Im got the [skills](The start of skills to pay the bills motif) to lead this newer generation,
- That cant pay their [bills](end of skills to pay the bills motif)due to the [inflation](creative way of adding in the struggles of my generation while also pointing out a fault), like their [egos]( stating that younger rappers have big egos and it gets in the way of them actually being great).
- Swallow that, or you can swallow your tongue chico.
- Choose the first one, you shouldn't take more blows to your cerebral.
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- //Start at 01:30 (Constant Flow)
- (I can feel it in the air)
- Damn right I can.
- So now whats up with the influx of all these yes men?
- How do I know who I can trust with my pen when im
- getting props from the people thats not reading to the end?
- Damn, Is it too much to ask for some honest feedback?
- To be real, thats how I feel, when received, I need that.
- It helps me separate from my alter ego, call it de tach.
- To write lines that killed peons the first time, no rematch.
- I received some advice that shifted my thought process,
- "Don't strife with opinions of those who aren't in your prowess".
- The weakest link tends to be the one that speaks the loudest.
- Little pride shown in their work but tend to be the proudest.
- A shame, some people have many followers but skills in scarcity.
- I don't hang with people who base their skills off their popularity.
- One day you all will feel me, I'm never gonna pipe down.
- You have to kill me if you ever want me to put the mic down.
- //Start at 02:13 (Constant Flow)
- Yo, Im really glad that you could be a part of this.
- Ive seen your work, applauded ,on this track I know you'll flip.
- Every shot lands, you got excelent marksmanship.
- You've got some of my respect, this is the starter kit.
- I call him the dope supplier, the number one pharmacist.
- The [reigning](Homophone for raining, a play on storms name)artist in whom you want no problems with.
- [Thunder](Another subtle play on storms name) on the move, Yall shaking like Parkinsons.
- No further Ado, the amazing Storm the Arsonist.
- //Start: 02:34 (Storm the Arsonist)
- When Storm first arrived it was a struggle through the madness
- But I kept on taking chances, writing about daily life and sadness,
- accepting challenges, and kept on posting as time passes,
- Formed my own classes, knowing what practice is, trying to perfect my status
- and built a better reputation for the cameras, anxious,
- piling up scripts by the masses, taking advantage of circumstances,
- while for others its disastrous, not as talented as the Storm on canvas
- where even Steven wonder saw through his glasses, as Storm rose through the ashes!
- making asses of those who slept on Storm more then they slept on a mattress
- as if their rappers in pajamas, carrying weight like Atlas
- and changed their stances, now when Storm's music's played, everyone dances.
- with only a minimal whom lashes out of envy,...just jealous little bastards, the enemy
- claiming their legendary without a legacy, when The Storm never has to pretend to be as I walk with the masters!
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