The Rush ft. Storm Simpson Lyrics

Can you feel the rush? Your blood is flowing

The pressure's building, no roof, no ceiling

And it's an overflow, you can taste adrenaline

Smell the victory, and the scent of a win

And the scent of the air, and it smells so sweet

Like how excited I got when I first heard the beat

I'm feeling myself and I can feel everything

Cuz I'm connected to superb nerve endings

If you could feel what I felt

If you could see what I saw

Then we'd be on the same page and our problems resolved

But there's too many issues, too busted to fix

And I ran outta water to cement this mix

But never mind that cuz I'm not worried bout all that

I'm just worried bout getting my flow down pat

So no time to chit chat

Just leave me alone, I'm gone

In my zone, all on my own

Is how I do it, no I don't have to prove it

Butt you can hear through the uniqueness, I guess that I'm blessed

Smarter than a PC in checkers or chess

And I'm doing it for me, not to impress

So assess the situation, feel my frustration

Like an ancestor slaving on a plantation

Deep and heavy, yea kinda scary, makes me very weary, of those that surround me

Can't tell who will take it to the next degree or level

Who's about to blow, so I say goodbye first, never hello

Although, I don't really know, whether you are, friend or foe

But I'm not takin that chance

I'm too young in this old world, too motivated not too advance

So give me a chance, its all I'm requesting

Put a buzz in my ears, I'm open to suggestions

But ima do it my way, the only way I know how to

Do what I've gotta do, making the right moves

Fighting all the way like I've got something to prove

And I do, for all the things that I do

There's an exception to every rule

That rule is me, come join tyranny

Cuz I'm the lone figure in my democracy

So I'll be basking in all the misery

That's the rush

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't

Listen, I'm tryna play my position

But ima misfit, guided by misdirection

A super guilty conscience that makes bad decisions

No helping hand by any source, not even religion

But check it, I'm tryna take it for what it is, not neglect it

Not look too hard into it, not dissect it

Cuz that'll make me damned, beyond paranoid

If I was around me, I'd also be annoyed

But what's it to you, what's your concern? I'll just keep doing me, maybe a lesson learned

Maybe I like it the hard way, the road less traveled

Nothing paved for me, just dust and gravel

It won't make me unravel

Just a stronger force to handle

To the point where winning is, strictly standard

Where I won't ever fall, where I won't ever stop

But just keep on rising to the top

That's the rush

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't

Maybe we do, maybe we don't

Maybe we will, maybe we won't