The Essence (feat. Yeshua Da Poed)

MCs (yes yes why all) Deejays Writers B-boys make some noise You may be asking yourself, how can your record teach me? The essence Let me tell you, that this moment, right now, Can be the turning point in your life How many stories must be told Before the people know It ain't enough we owe Plus making speakers blow Bass out To turn the whole place out Kicks and snares, dance around the track That's laced how it should be Could we, take you on a tour To a place you probably never seen before I mean it's more to me then poor Brothers cursing, over beats at another person, more! Then using our clothes to clean the floor, much more Then vandalizing a wall, though it may seem to why all It's all worthless I testify with pride and provides a purpose And outlet for the youth to express Whatever they feel, is the truth Now let's see it's me, Yeshua Da Po, with Dynamic Syncopation Dropping you an invitation You are cordially invited to experience a natural phenomenon The party's on and will end well, who knows, Dressed to impress doesn't mean new clothes (Styles, styles) Styles, man it's all it comes down to You fine as ill, combined with skill you're bound to When cats with nothing but that surround you A sound You never heard throwing clever words around To set a turbulent effect, throughout your dark process Till it calls out next, an all out test Of strength between, your mind, body, and soul You find you can hardly control the rhyme from defining your role And place on this face of this earth I for one manifest through verse But first You gotta step inside, a fly universe (a fly universe) MCs (yes yes why all) Deejays Writers B-boys make some noise It takes the breaks, concepts, and skills To create the great jams cats wait to feel Some turn fake, and straight make a mill Others like me, might be broke But provoke A real movement, improvement On this art form, I was one of the few sent To rock on tracks Bringing it to you and yours In this purest form through raps, caps Crossfaders perhaps When breakers could take the time to make a statement Fate sent me a sign the first time I saw a crowd gather around To see the birth, of this brand new sound MCs (yes yes why all) Deejays Writers B-boys make some noise MCs (yes yes why all) Deejays Writers B-boys make some noise