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Siah: 98, S-I, what Yeshua Da PoED, check it
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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Like that Unsung heroes Si and Yeshua
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