Mesmerize Feven

[Intro: Feven (RZA)]
Stressed out in an exclusive

(This is a Wu-Tang International world premiere, bodododododo)
Oh my God, I think I'm a havin' a rap attack

[Feven]
Go ahead and call me suburban slum gutta chick
Though you don't know shit about me
Black refugee, twelve'll automatically
Shit is funny, the way you think I'm on ya money
Seein' my aftermaths, how you think I'm makin' stacks, son
After I eat, the release hit, the more mouthes to feed
Back in Ave., countin' my gift to Gap
No shame in holdin' CREAM, but it ain't what it seems
But now I know how ya'll hate when niggas make the greens, na'mean?
See ya eyes bleedin', envy Allah in Sweden
Britain Bahamans beemin', hatin' on my achievements, schemin'
And turbans, try to cause turbulence in my essence
Can't none of that shit touch my maintenance
Niggas all bling, bling, don't know how to handle the thing
It's not about how much ya earn, it's how you spend
And I choose life, before any God damn rights
Steppin' on some Satan shit, but I only fear twice

[Chorus 2X: Feven]
You on some hostile negative vibes
Negative lies, the style only makes me rise
To the top, mind states it and makes me wise