(Attention all heads! Attention all heads! All ears on deck! All ears on deck! We came to rep real! We came to rep real!...yeah) Verse 1: The universe loves the female form! /The embodiment of heaven holding the grace of a storm/ and you cannot better it cos it's unique in the norm/ the essence of Mother Nature is transferred when she's born./and lives on. Beautiful, even when she performs. Buzzing like killer beez dancing to honey in their swarm/ Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned you have been warned/ your beauty is not a tool you were born a queen not a pawn/ or pawn star. And if you are quit the game./ Get off stage leave Hip Hop and go fuck somebody for fame./ Do it to your favorite track where you can twerk all the same./ Let your ass get jiggy with it exhaust the mic til it's lame/ But I think strange, cos sex is a sacred union/ where a soul kisses another and celebrates in communion/ and the secrets of your body is a gift kept for those using/ the purity of their heart to capture yours without noosing/ Hook: Hip Hop is not your porn magazine/ keep ya clothes on cheap hoes on screen./ Hip Hop is not your cash or your cream or these dazzling things out flashing the dream/ See Hip Hop started out in the heart and Hip Hop rocks to the beat and it don't stop! (uh) Here to talk about what it is or it is not it's Hip Hop... Verse 2: The art became a culture the culture a way of life/ from a d.j with some decks his boy Emcee and a mic/ then poets showed their might while battle cats flossed their bite/ and a graff artist painted life on a train over night/ And the Beat made it alright for the inmate flying a kite/ thinking about his release date and having his baby in sight/ while outside Beat was having people lose control./ Masses grouped together to celebrate the language of soul./ And it was hard to get a hold for every heart that it kissed/ had an eternal memory as a gift for their kids./ Yes it happened like this! The essence of Hip Hop/ had B-Boys dancing on a box straight off the top of the knot./ To the beat and you don't stop and you know that we won't quit/ even though the man has his finger in our industry kid/ It doesn't mater! Just give ya boy the mic and I'll spit/ some of that Hip Hop for my people just a little bit/ It Goes... Hook x 2

Hook: (Valuable) What? What? What? Hip Hop! Hip Hop! (Valuable) Uh, Uh, Uh...Hip Hop (Valuable) What? What? What? Hip Hop! Hip Hop! I'm just a (Poet on the M.I.C) I'm Mad...(Valuable) x 2 Verse: They say money is power over again but still/ how is money gonna assist in a battle of skill?/ When two dance crews break to the beat it's will,/ and the practice of their art, and the love of the thrill./ It's the emotional connection to the beat they feel/ the rival feuds of the next big thing on ya heel./ Those who want to take your spot like taxis do on the wheel/ push you to test your limitlessness it's just surreal./ And dudes still be like...'we do it for the prize money!'/ Damn1 That's mad funny. The game's too dumb for me./ Heading nowhere in a hurry putting a price on your worth/ searching for that day that's sunny missing your reign on your turf./ You'all hurt, as the truth hits home on attack./ You'll still get schooled even if you have more cash then I have./ It has nothing to do with money dude its bigger than that!/ I don't think love had anything to do with regular math!. It's too....(valuable) Hook

Verse 1: I'm still not paid it's rough like a dry lay/ but I'm gooft up as fuck! Happy Friday!/ Find ya Zoo Crew firing up ya highway/ Rock up to the club chingy eyes feeling eerie./ Gifted and lifted. Already on One./ One bottle, one blunt, buzzing on that awesome/ Cover charge? Fuck That! We're on the guest list./ My cousin knows the hostess./ Pimping with an interest./ Broke bitches chilling at the bar homey./ The fly pretty drunk phony looking real lonely./ While the independent woman have their drinks paid for/ tearing up the dance floor busy Fucking it raw!/ I'm like Yeah! Yo I want to get with you./ From ya tip to your toes you are beautiful./ Do you have moves to go with that outer glow?/ Make like the rand baby How low can you go.../ Hook: Break to the beat, break to the beat, break to the beat, break to the beat, break till the beat breaks!/ Now put it back together for my kneese sake/ Let me see you move to the beat to get peace babe./ Break to the beat, break to the beat, break to the beat, break till the beat break... (You gotta sit down and make a lil love to me baby...) Verse 2: Making love to the memory and moment in time./ Intimate with each second that you twist and wine./ Your ears divine. I see you're moving to my lifeline. All stress is absent like your president's spine./That's a joke. I keep it raw girl can you cope?/ If I play you an angel, could you rock the boat?/ Like back, back? Fourth and fourth..that's dope!/ You need a drink? Yo I really need to wet my throat./ What you drinking? I'll be right back thought sinking/ of watching you do what you do for the whole evening/ We came to celebrate life for that is it's reason./ Party all night live the dream I've been dreaming./ Feeding my eyeball while feasting on you/ but it's food for my soul too cos you're soulful/ and you're so true when you make it do what it do./ Ain't no front in your moves girl yo I see you/ Can you... Hook Outro

(This is a man's world...this is a man's world. But it would be nothing...nothing...without a woman or a girl...) Bring the Beat Back... Verse 1: When she leaves she takes a part of me home/ It goes unnoticed, replaced with a part of her own/ This is not off the top of the dome, but the top of the heart/ and expression of art/ experienced through her body part/ or parts the plural. Who marks the mural of her form?/ Who dabbed these colors of her aura?/ who shaped these curves I adorn?/ These crevasses where heaven lies like the government's norm/ you realize it's been on Earth since the day she was born./ We're making love like we're practicing porn/ intensity shaped by emotion like the masks we have worn/ I'm seeing stars, like a speech bubble that has sworn/ Dudes in the club making rain I'm in bed making it storm/ Til the beak of dawn in fact. Day break like a midweek public holiday that/ has you craving that feeling that you had once in the sack/ I'm missing you bad, it's sad baby bring that beat back... Hook: Bring the Beat Back bring the Beat Back Baby Bring the beat back, yo bring the beat back You know I need that like some real rap lately Bring the beat back bring the beat back please! Yo bring the beat back bring the beat back baby Bring the beat back, yo bring the beat back You know I need that like some real rap lately Bring the beat back bring the beat back Verse 2: The beat back! Yes I need that. No in fact I need you/ Kind of like the game needs a clue/ I love the view and your internal colorful festival/ the spectacle is heavenly like a beat that Dilla would do/ So True! That its only questioned by a few/ asking how to get one of you too/ uh, live life without rue/ uh, as I continue...to beg you to return/ cos ever since you left my side my life has been lacking rhythm/ Listen....to the beat in your chest. It's calling for me yes/ Mine's been calling for you too since you left I must confess/ They're singing duets/ Lullaby's for their dreams/ so that we can wake up to the life we're living it seems/ I'm mad chilled when I'm with you. On holiday vibes/ Everyday is a vacation a celebration of lives/ A party that's in disguise but only we can see that/ You hit me deep like Boom Bap/ Baby bring the beat back.... Hook

Verse 1: Cold words whispering inside my brain begging to win/ bouncing off the inside of my dome the shit is echoing/ I turn on the t.v and sin/ start cussing and arguing/ I don't mean to be rude but most of these dudes are so feminine/ They're centering around fame and materialism/ instead of the message delivered knowing many would listen/ Wasting the moment by giving up more props to myself/ 'It's all about me fuck unity and everyone else'/ That's a bitch move by a bitch dude and you're a bitch too/ If you call that art or Hip Hop you're a lost fool/ Blind sheep can't lead cos they can't see/ peace be the journey it's E-toll free/ (Fuck the A.N.C) in the ass with a rubber/ or you'll catch that fat cat dis-ease my brother/ I'm not talking about the big three I'm talking about greed/ cos they're focused on what they want and not what we need/ I have... Hook: Cold words, on my head and shoulder Hanging heavy on my heart drawing peace closer If you're ready with a spark for these trees toast up Even though we don't drink and smoke like we're supposed ta/ Ice... X 2 Verse 2: I'm like Uh, uh, uh, uh Fuck The Police/ Like...Uh, uh, uh, uh Fuck The Police/ Yo I try to preach about peace on these dope beats/ but these cold words made my heart freeze fuck these/ blocked arteries stopping the oxygen from my brain/ but who needs it anyway I hit the weed to maintain/ like a soul train hi-jacked by bandits at night/ who never stole anything they just gave ya boy a mic right/ Let me show you how to do this Hip Hop-ness/ We talk sense in flawless flows you'll notice/ the dopest emcees always tell where the hope lives/ in a inner peace we wrote this for hopeless/ hearts in the dark who need to spark a light/ it starts with the God in you mould your might/ and make life your work of art as you strive on/ Reincarnate your pain to joy and be reborn/ Ice... Hook x 2 Verse 3: I speak for the broke population we're more then a few/ Your insults to our struggle are irrelevant and untrue/ From your point of view and attitude you need cash to be cool/ To buy expensive things to make you special and beautiful/ Such is society they're origin they're quick to forget/ A starving lion is more dangerous then one who has fed/ You don't need fancy cars and clothes to get street cred./ Only the shallow are impressed. Sharks dwell in the depths/ Relishing breaths with skeleton friends needing a job/ With small bank accounts, loyalty, trust and a big heart/ The love is priceless we're nicest when moving with God/ all you need is Faith in your heart like Biggie and Pac/ Paths interlocked like lovers during the dance of love/ Sleeping around will leave your sacral chakra corrupt/ They use sex in their marketing campaign to sell their kak/ and then hate on prostitutes. Contradicting fucks!/ it's just...

Hook: Mic Check, yo One, Two/ You can feel it in the rhythm if you really want to/ Let it taunt you, until you flaunt too and fall through/ To that level where we rebel at what you gonna do? right... x 2 Verse 1: Big ups to the teachers/ Moulding tomorrow's leaders to see where their dream reaches/ Turning under achievers into day dreaming believers/ who study life as they live then paint their path as their thesis/ Yo Big ups to the Hip Hop preachers! Who lace poems on beats like waves do on beaches/ Who waste no defeats yet speak in the litres/ You beautifully, bold, brilliantly, blessed creatures/ Keep this moment in a timeless frame/ Live it once, as if you never will again/ even though some have explored the spiritual plain/ and lived on many a land like a tear of rain/ Through meditation and past life exploring/ poetry from Atlantis flows through my blood stream/ An evolved being trying to intervene on the Mic/ A poet o Light! Rocking you right cos I do it like... Hook x 2 Verse 2; Yo we're fighting for peace/ The free weaponry is Love for all who believes/ The party starts in the heart of the body we're having a feast/ food for thought spiced in a bunny chow then fed to the beast/ Just to tend to it's needs/ That's how we're taming these G's/ Manifesting memories as we live the life as we please/ Chasing dreams in the pursuit of Happiness like human beings/ with a full tank of passion ignoring E-Toll fees/ like breath in...All of your blessings/ It's happiness I am confessing and stressing in every session/ Word is the lesson, in case you were still busy guessing/ I'm representing myself and everybody respecting/ That Hip Hop engaged in your internal reflection/ I've seen the future it's happening presently in a present/ I'm living a legend like your boy Johnnie I keep stepping./ It's progression. Loving life with each second check it... Hook x 2

I'm lethal. I'll make your girl leak like a weep hole/ She came to me to cum what the hell are you mad at me for?/ I'm just spreading love as she did her spread eagle/ I pay no mind to people who hate on me being peaceful/ I love a lovely lady who is a freak undercover/ Who'll give a brother the type of love that's fed from a mother/ I used to bang with bad broads who broke hearts like Bafana/ but they failed to qualify, now I'm banging another/ Don't bother to squeal. you know how we do we keep it real/ In that avenue you fail like Nicki Minaj's sex appeal/ Who has the steel? Who has the iron, the zinc, the vitamin Z/ I'm floating on a deeper level. Happiness is here with me/ I used to flow filthy but I cleaned my act up quite a bit/ I'm on a positive tip like an X marking my next hit/ Then I hit i/ Like an H.B we shoot from the hip/ Yo wheres that ill kid who kill shit?/ Does he still spit?/ Yeah... Hook: I'm still Sick