Feel the Rush (feat. Kasino & Big Stan)

Yeah, yeah, UFO, Uptown
V.A.N.D.A.L.S., Big Stan, Casino
Mike V, Vacant Lot, yo

Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us
As the money keep comin', in God we trust
And we only spread love to the women we lust
And when it all go down, Vacant Lot will bust

Bet it all, I bet I ball harder than them
Gimme a year, I turn this block into the Carter for them
Started off small, ended up larger than them
Pray to me and say "In Godfather" for them
They can't win, they sittin' on money they can't spend
I play my cards right, you throwin' your hand in
Twenty-two years and I'm still standin'
Put your deal on it if you still gamblin'
I'm holdin' more wins than the coach from Grambling
It's no part of business I don't got a hand in
Casino, say it so the whole world can hear it
Live on the air, I bet your label won't clear it
Weak bloodline niggas, I fuck up your spirit
Rap is my hustle, you need guns to come near it
We God trustin', money lustin'
I'm nasty with the hands, but with the guns I'm disgustin'
For real

Lyrically heavily armed, ghetto created don
They wanna take it to the streets, we do it like Vietnam
We express thoughts with less talk, but more action
Soon platinum reaction with Full Metal Jacket rappin'
I make it happen, you the jokers, we the last laughin'
You wanna scream too? Wes Craven for my people
Give you nightmares, royale, lyrically lethal
Take projections if you fiend for perfection
Excite rap addicts, watchin' dogs go at it
This analogy for savages livin' in drug palaces
If money got you mislead, follow the real
The space we fill, Vacant Lot, built from the rock up
Jam packed with chicks, so I stay tryna stock up
Like Bill Bixby, chicks be waitin' for greenbacks
I'm not one for compromisin' or barely survivin'
Sex video tapes and lies while I'm drivin'

Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us
As the money keep comin', in God we trust
And we only spread love to the women we lust
And when it all go down, Vacant Lot will bust
Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us
As the money keep comin', in God we trust
And we only spread love to the women we lust
And when it all go down, Vacant Lot will bust

Yo, yo, yo
Norman Bates, feast off excitement, tighten it
Lead poison travel the speed of lightnin', frightenin'
Felt the bad vibes, son, ugh
Griffey got another one, ugh
Yellow bus niggas, native gutters, me and my brothers
And others who don't know the math, see the path is laid out
Prepare for the war 'cause I'm psycho, they right though
Beat 'em down brutally with pipes, bro
It's subliminal in general for all my criminals
Intimidues who put gun plots in interludes
Open joints is loaded, kickin' fifty-niners for small timers
And your mind is transformin' this
Brainstormin' this, live performances
Mike V-I be a leader, see I
Raise up lyrically, yo, I blast minds
To the last rhyme and repeat it the same prime

From the heart comes every word spoken
Slip and you sleep with the box left open
Body full of fluid that'll keep your flesh fresh
'Til they put you in the ground where you rot like the rest
I done had the best try to hit me, but they missed
If you get the thought, think about the risk
'Cause I could be the calmest motherfucker you know, but be warned
Have you seen a hurricane? I'm like the eye of the storm
When my guns are drawn, you're not able to flee
'Cause when your lungs are gone, you're unable to breathe
I know you hear me, nigga, do you feel my words?
Or should this eagle spit the talons that'll shred your nerves?
Round one shatters your spine, leavin' you numb
Round two splatters your mind, this leavin' you dumb
And that third one sure to put you under
Last hearin' me shout "Vacant Lot" before the thunder
You hear me?

Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us
As the money keep comin', in God we trust
And we only spread love to the women we lust
And when it all go down, Vacant Lot will bust
Feel the rush, now they wanna bounce with us
As the money keep comin', in God we trust
And we only spread love to the women we lust
And when it all go down, Vacant Lot will bust

What, what, what, what
Mike V-I's, yeah, Mike Vandals, what
V.I.P., Vacant Lot, V.A.N.D.A.L.S
Niggas wanna bounce with us, uh
Casino, niggas wanna bounce with us
One two nine, niggas wanna bounce with us
O.F.O., niggas wanna bounce with us
Yeah, M.T.C., niggas wanna bounce with us
Vino, niggas wanna bounce with us
Vacant Lot, niggas wanna bounce with us
Vacant Lot, niggas wanna bounce with us