Siah: Riding the beat Beats walking on the street I can hop a train And move in that vehicle But the metaphor is better for traveling quick To any destination and any location In the known universe of my imagination Confined in a verse I'm a powerful combine Who got to bomb minds like a war flick On time when my jaw spit raw shit Hella fit,halibut,had to fit Grab a chalice to sip, then slip Through the sands of my 'cholosis S-I not the V I'm in the place to be Still swinging on vines in the tree I don't want to be distraught, more overjoyed Rather be caught in a void, nullify What if I delve a blade I left my sickle at the airport cuz I felt sick Whether you felt it or not I don't give a shit But if you leave it on the shelf then it might get spoiled Take it to health, Lord knows I toil Now unemployed, never employed as a decoy Unless it's so Yeshua Da PoEd can blow the spot, blow the spot (fade)...
Yeshua: Now all cats who ain't prepared, beware All I need is the pair of kicks,a snare and his dare For the taking Hall with my statements, to hell with all the waiting Sort of breaking a spell You can tell What I'm making is fail safe Laced at a pace to digest Cuz all the tracks I bless got me rhyming slow And I'm in no Hurry, worry, my flow was to fat to wrap I plan to drop pounds I came to explain hip-hop sounds Simple and plain (simple and plain) If you're not down, yo man Get down with the program Or at least the flow release Yeshua Da PoED From the east coast, don't mean to boast But an MC like me is what the world needs most
Chorus: S: From night til morn Y: Dusk til dawn S: Yo, injected with life Y: Cuz we must live long S: Traditions that I strive to carry on Y: Get cut on a plate and end up in your crate (repeat)
Siah: Not feeling precise, I got a healin' device It's called a walk-man, on track Bettin' that I get back home around midnight Caught up in mid-flight My dim light, did like, hit me with insight When all is the same, and I remain content Not a need to repent, let it out like a vent What I meant is a youth parism Self in my self is the proof But no convoluted truth Just a simple rebuke Got me sittin' in this composition On a mission to find revenue I never knew that it was necessary Reality can get scary, but I Parry and thrust with the best of us(sets of us) Nuts and chops I knock minds with rhymes And the cuts that I drop can stop time on a dime If I was truly wise, then I would shut the fuck up Still waitin' impatient for life to catch up
Yeshua: It took more than the luck of the draw To put my foot up in the door It coulda been cause and effect Styles I studied before, often reflect Too bad the cats that taught it the best, got caught in the net Now I'm in effect You see, I quit my job to become full-time MC When I'm full, rhymes empty, till I reload Skills I will stow In the form of flow Till ya know The D to the A to the Po-E-D When I spray, ya gonna belive me I rep the Wee Bee Foolish to truest form, no matter what track I do this on Crews get on, guess who get dropped (Guru sample) "Cuz they have no regard, for real hip hop" I don't stop,yeah yeah I don't don't quit Yeshua Da PoED guaranteed to be the ultimate (Like that)
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