[Verse 1: Brother Cream]
I come alive when the sounds of hip-hop be breaching my ear drums
Then the kids start to teaching the slick speaking Puerto Rican
Wise as a deacon coming with my crew we be reaching
New heights every time we sit and write
Lost brothers be hype off the insight tonight
You will feel the true definition of real soul tunes
Coming to accompany the boom of the Jazz Spastik beat
Ma** relief to hip-hop culture they been fasting GEA
At last we be, on the same accord and
We've stored up enough lyrics to serve anytime you need more
Lord, all mighty the kid is frightening
Mind power that can stir-up storms and strike lightening
Peep the way express through words
Step up you get served
f** what you heard
[Verse 2: Master GEA]
I got more rhymes than its wildlife in the sea
And its the jazz spastik boom bap track that i'm frica**eeing
I flashback couldn't envision myself being so D.O.P.E
The (definition of proficient emceeing)
My condolences to all the melodies I'm mutilating
Miles and piles of audio files accumulate
The groove will make you come to terms with my philosophy
The human glossary came to drop bombs colossally
And attack the equilibrium like your drunk uncle when that n***a got just one too many beers in him
I put the fear in them, like a fairy tale
Destroying instrumentals, I do it very well
Majestic infected with the sickness
Disintegrated so many microphones with the quickness of a cheater on a treadmill riding inside a fitness centre of attention the way I go about my business you biznitch
[Verse 3: Clue]
Got this joint straight from the Dead Stock
And we can't stop the feds cop
But can't top sounds while your head knocks
Till ya your hair locks
Twisted and tangled or dangled like dreadlocks
But to the less nots keep sh** discreet
And don't ever display your defeat
Cause in the streets you walk on salted ground with gla** in your feet
So peep this knowledge
Know the ledge once said by a wiser man
The sky is land the limit is universal
God makes no mistakes this rehearsal of life that we living here was written
Belief fall in ya mental
Ya drive is decisions down the road with stops and collisions
I seek wisdom to move in and out of this prism ism to reshape and reform this vision so...