The Norm - Siah, Yeshua DaPoed, Unsung Heroes

Siah: 98, S-I, what

Yeshua Da PoED, check it

Siah:

Riding the beat

Beats walking on the street

I can hop a train

And move in that vehicle

But the metaphor is better for traveling quick

To any destination and any location

In the known universe of my imagination

Confined in a verse

I’m a powerful combine

Who got to bomb minds like a war flick

On time when my jaw spit raw shit

Hella fit, halibut, had to fit

Grab a chalice to sip, then slip

Through the sands of my 'cholosis (?)

S-I not the V

I’m in the place to be

Still swinging on vines in the tree

I don’t want to be distraught, more overjoyed

Rather be caught in a void, nullify

What if I delve a blade

I left my sickle at the airport cuz I felt sick

Whether you felt it or not

I don’t give a shit

But if you leave it on the shelf then it might get spoiled

Take it to health, Lord knows I toil

Now unemployed, never employed as a decoy

Unless it’s so

Yeshua Da PoEd can blow the spot, blow the spot (fade)…

Yeshua:

Now all cats who ain’t prepared, beware

All I need is the pair of kicks, a snare and his dare

For the taking

Hall with my statements, to hell with all the waiting

Sort of breaking a spell

You can tell

What I’m making is fail safe

Laced at a pace to digest

Cuz all the tracks I bless got me rhyming slow

And I’m in no

Hurry, worry, my flow was to fat to wrap

I plan to drop pounds

I came to explain hip-hop sounds

Simple and plain (simple and plain)

If you’re not down, yo man

Get down with the program

Or at least the flow release Yeshua Da PoED

From the east coast, don’t mean to boast

But an MC like me is what the world needs most

S: From night til morn

Y: Dusk til dawn

S: Yo, injected with life

Y: Cuz we must live long

S: Traditions that I strive to carry on

Y: Get cut on a plate and end up in your crate

Siah:

Not feeling precise, I got a healin' device

It’s called a walk-man, on track

Bettin' that I get back home around midnight

Caught up in mid-flight

My dim light, did like, hit me with insight

When all is the same, and I remain content

Not a need to repent, let it out like a vent

What I meant is a youth parism (?)

Self in my self is the proof

But no convoluted truth

Just a simple rebuke

Got me sittin' in this composition

On a mission to find revenue

I never knew that it was necessary

Reality can get scary, but I

Parry and thrust with the best of us (sets of us)

Nuts and chops (?)

I knock minds with rhymes

And the cuts that I drop can stop time on a dime

If I was truly wise, then I would shut the fuck up

Still waitin' impatient for life to catch up

Yeshua:

It took more than the luck of the draw

To put my foot up in the door

It coulda been cause and effect

Styles I studied before, often reflect

Too bad the cats that taught it the best, got caught in the net

Now I’m in effect

You see, I quit my job to become full-time MC

When I’m full, rhymes empty, till I reload

Skills I will stow

In the form of flow

Till ya know

The D to the A to the Po-E-D

When I spray, ya gonna belive me

I rep the Wee Bee

Foolish to truest form, no matter what track

I do this on

Crews get on, guess who get dropped

(Guru sample) «Cuz they have no regard, for real hip hop»

I don’t stop, yeah yeah

I don’t don’t quit

Yeshua Da PoED guaranteed to be the ultimate

(Like that)

Like that

Unsung heroes

Si and Yeshua