Yeshua Dapoed - The Visualz lyrics

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Yeshua Dapoed - The Visualz lyrics

Artist: Siah and Yeshua DapoED Album: The Visualz EP Song: The Visualz For the AM, for the FM For the Am, for the FM Yeah, Yeshua Da PoED, (yeah) Siah Bout to set it like this, what Yeshua: Physical angelic being, Yeshua the Po ED in The process of freein minds from all the nonsense Ejected but unperfected rhymes design My self-elected MCs who thought they wrecked it it's time to Really get down to the writin before recitin Tryinto frighten is cool but not excitin a fool from writin We be lightin on mics in unison We meant the Nutramint the lip pours I get looser than big draws More tits removin bras usin raw metaphors In twos and fours when I get mines That means you're losin yours,no (no question) See I'm the best in s**in a chicks (resection?) (?) hoards his reflection (what) But vocal chords pour in form of rhymes Metaphors are tickets for trips through my mind I freak first cla** seats over beats through my horizon I've been awaitin lovely from last weeks arrivin The process repeats, got lines for signin Vibin off my rhymin, describin, live in Detail is when we prevail and the frail MC's derail Also leads up to girls even wet Like I left the toilet seat up So brother eat up...eat up... Siah: Yeah, we're doin this for everybody It's the Visualz In case you didn't know, I'm gonna tell you who you're seein right now... Chorus (2X): Yo, this is who you're seein Yeshua Da PoED and I'm Siah Here to take you higher than you ever been Siah: Ideas accumulatin but my mind's constipated Peels release the sk**s in the rhymes activated (demonstrated) I quote the (vate?) to feel the rap click the weeds I whack Siah so the seeds I feed to flow through the track To your mental, I could beat a batter like a baker Bring in the sweet and sour dough Inside I gather words the herbs scatter Raise cadavers crews skedaddle rhymes befuddle While I pedal over puddles like Atlantic Then I get specific, and heads be gettin frantic Pause for a second and you're stranded Reckon I been wreckin to rock the mic steppin aside Be the fire see Siah leaves crews pa**ed out like fliers I'll take you higher than a reverend ever been Feedin off of heads cause my bretheren be clever, and My continent is the east Asiatic Complex grammatic consonants cling like static To concepts, this is flourescent manifested All the while I live within a black and white context It's like that, what Chorus (4X):