Jazz Spastiks - What Ya' Heard lyrics

[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...