Artist: Finsta Bundy Album: Haze Presents: New York Reality Check 101 Song: Feel the High (Pt. 2) Typed by: timm2014@hotmail.com [Chorus] As the room spins the boom within Triggers to lungs to begin So it's on again Tell me, do you hear what I hear? "Louder, louder, louder" [Verse One] [Finsta] Now who want what we got? We rock from dungeons to rooftops We chart while crews pop Fuck your case history and keep your stay short This our way of life, see we nicer than you thought Perhaps if we had picture cards To help you figure You wouldn't discard mad shit that we deliver My mind travel, like platinum artists thirsty for the cheddar They don't know, see we came to train them better Then those who oppose this righteous mad militia Keep foes on their toes, assemble like artisti- -Crats King upon horseback, crown attack F.B., forever hit you with that phat- -Ness +Payday Is Bliss+ Why I'm livin' Idiots walk around just like this shit is givin' To anyone Every time I see the sun 'Nuff praise and hope I live to see another one Before I go I hope to blow like a bitch Can't take the stress, too many fraud niggas rich Not only that You see, they fuckin' with my music And I'm not included while they fuckin' up my music [Chorus] [x2] As the room spins the boom within Triggers to lungs to begin So it's on again Tell me, do you hear what I hear? "Louder, louder, louder" [Verse Two] [Bundy] Lyrics ferocious so check for dosage Can't have overdosin' on views we composin' Too many heads don't be knowin' So every word's chosen To melt the frozen that be dosin' off while they posin' If you feel it then you're ready for the motion This ain't for play Fruits of life we bestoyin' While others chase the glow in that drink Until they droven by material that's woven by humans Yo man, who you jokin'? See we transmit to the masses Surpassin' the asses that are fiends for the cash You know that don't last But Finsta Bundy paragraphs Breaks niggas ass from the Bush to Bangladash [Chorus] [x2] As the room spins the boom within Triggers to lungs to begin So it's on again Tell me, do you hear what I hear? "Louder, louder, louder" [Verse Three] [Bundy] Some ask, "Who this?" Wait a minute we been through this So why must I come down like a Brutus [Finsta] Now when we bless this Piece of papyrus Niggas won't laugh at this We some of the nicest Kids with precise shit That we suffice with We keep your mental lit Like that boom shit So when we comin' down Best to know the odds fuckin' with this odd couple Right this way is far from subtle Quick to take the head of a violator of the tribe It's nothing personal, I just can't take the lies Trickery And mystery we deal with facts Bitches tryin' to make they way, layin' on they backs Fuck that and anything similar The shit we bringin' to The table Will enable my children to buy land and stables We capable of uprootin' Bad seeds whose recruitin' The blinds to the ways of the wicked They dyin' so we rip shit Sometimes explicit [Chorus] [x2] As the room spins the boom within Triggers to lungs to begin So it's on again Tell me, do you hear what I hear? "Louder, louder, louder" [Outro] Finsta Bundy comin', niggas livin' in fear Just hide your bitches, keep the tops on your beers Keep it to yourself as I'm movin' this here Finsta Bundy forever [x4] Feel it [x4]