(feat. Yeshua Da PoED)



[Yeshua Da PoED]

Yeah, ah, yeah, we just cooling in the lab

Got my man Jedi about to set it off



[Jedi]

Yo 

1, 2, yo



Brothers be sayin' that I'm out of line

'Cuz I got a rhyme that run up your spine

And clog up arteries like swine

But, yo, I got a mind that develop rhymes

That run up and down your base

Around your brain, until you know the name

It's Jedi, the fifth apocalypse

Droppin' the proper science to kids

And break 'em down with gifted, different arithmetic that I created

In the lab where beats are marinated

And when released in the streets the heads'll be animated

'Til the get decapitated

For rhymes are now ?rated? should now be laminated

And put up on walls

Along with every platinum plaque

You see, technology created CDs 

'Cuz I know if you melt the wax you felt the facts

Of life, and fuckin' wit' Jedi or might seep in your afterlife

A sacrifice, battle to take away your bragging rights

Travel throughout the sites

To explore more than the lights Jedi brings up

More than the force of life, more like a paradise, and poltergeist

Plus I got an appetite for destruction that ignites

And when I'm the mic, my flow is similar to

A demon, 'cuz it goes for your main artery

Until your soul is a part of me and your left barely breathin'

You see, no one plans to help you, son, no one plans to stop me

And the only manual attention your gettin' is an autopsy



[Chorus:]

[Scratched] "My lips is like a ??? as I start to spray it." Q-Tip



[Yeshua]

Uh, yo, yo

Brothers be given me a lot of dap, 'cuz I gotta rap

To splittin' your caps, and puttin' Brooklyn on the map

But yo, just on the track, I don't know how to act

Makin' cats collapse like heart attacks, in fact

It's Yeshua Da PoED, one of the last in my class of emcees to be true

Evidently, there be too many cats to represent me that I can see through

Too many overrated emcees just blockin' my view

I'd really rather peep the pretty bitches they get to show their ass in

the video

Sometimes I need to find some piece of mind, release the rhyme

To be combined, no better way to get away from the times

But to forget the everyday and let it spray 'til I shine

I said forget the everyday and let it spray 'til I shine

'Cuz, yo, these cats don't really know a fuckin' thing about rhymes

And, yo, I really couldn't care, yo, what they think about mine

Like dat



[Chorus]



[Jedi] 

For an update

We upsettin' and detonatin' bombs

Takin' leg and arms and ????

For makin' stars...



[Yeshua] 

...Out of fakes

To salivate while I spit

Create a rhythm to battle flakes

That only know how to make...



[Jedi] 

...Tracks that's out of date

In fact, I counter, counter-attack to have you collapse



[Both]

Flat on your back

We gather...



[Yeshua]

...Adequate raps for the purpose of excursion

My version of a certain Persian rug is bugged...



[Both]

...Like drugs...



[Jedi]

...That serves because we nervous of our actions

If we decide to, make this a repertoire, I

Assembly lyrics that bring it to any rap seminar



[Yeshua]

Many are

Light up the park 'cuz what we on is beyond the stars

It's so bizarre, got flows that scar bitches that paw



[Jedi]

Lay in the back of a car

Sayin' to tap 'em until they see Mars

And if still don't know who we are

It's Jedi, the Son of Spock, and my nigga Yeshua [echoed]



[Chorus]



[Jedi]

Yeah, what?

Jedi, Son of Spock, Yeshua, DJ Bless



[Yeshua]

Bless



[Jedi]

Wee Bee Foolish house of reps



[Yeshua]

And we out