Concentration - Paleface

concentration — concentration when you rhyme

dedication — dedication genuine

be patient and scrutinize your ev’ry line

there’s no time to waste — life’s a beach and then you dive

I just can’t understand these clowns standing 'round

who don’t know baggy pants come from hand-me-downs

you just can’t be out there using sampled sounds

without the 101 — a bunch of pampered clowns

you getting trampled now — beating handed out

just get your knowledge straight before you demand and shout:

«this shit can’t be stopped», but your eardrums popped

when Pale spoke through the speakers and the bomb beat dropped

you know what?

no way — you don’t stop

still that kid from back in the day — all grown up

so, turn the track a bit down and then the microphone up

'cos this here mic device is about to blow up

even in a bathrobe and flip-flops I radiate hip-hop

that spine-tingling kind — 1988 hip-hop

goosebump style and sweat starts to drip-drop

best believe that’s concentrated hip-hop

Soul is expression, Blues is a session

Jazz is impression — now, class is in session

I’m your substitute preacher for the rest of the lesson

entitled: «history of hip-hop» — ain’t no second guessin'

«don't let him teach — I know this man has been aggressive»

sometimes I underline too much when I’m blasting a session

I always join debates when grass is in question

argumentating profusely I leave a lasting impression

such verbal skills are always attached with a blessing

gift of gab — all gravy — with a fantastic dressing

e-e-equalize my voice with sufficient compression

bottom-heavy mix — 230 gram 12″ pressing

make it loud — that’s a keeper

I am a loud speaker

80's, 90's, 2G — wearing fat laced sneakers

the groove is infectious, who’s on the mix?

Lexus

banging «do not sleep on this» courtesy of Johnny Texas

La Jura finds contraband — I ain’t saying names

it’s personal use only — no wholesale in aim

it’s MC Pales formerly of troll-slaying fame

I learnt wordplay playing roleplaying games

everything changes but still stays in place

our perception of life deceives us in amazing ways

from the days of old all the way to present day

how do you sleep at nights and get thru busy days?