paroles de chanson The Soul of the Beat - Hilltop Hoods

Look, ten stories below if you ever try finding me
Im the one with rhymes so high tech i write in binary
So if you don't understand at all thats understandable
The vibe is intangible the rhyme is like an animal
A beast of the night, it likes to feast in the light,
It gives no peace on the mind, with the bits that you like
Im selling bottles of soul, in the form of a lyric, you know me, im the difference between soul and spirit.
Everybody freeze, just hold and hear it, feel the cold and fear it
If you're bold come down man n feel it.
I put soul into my control a jazz artist puts soul into rock and roll,
You got's to roll with us or else you're against us

My throw to mes like poetry just less pretentious
Weak MC's befriends us but be just as bad as each other
Never be fatter than Suffa so wanna battle each other
An just leave me alone like a hermit in a cabin
The vibe is a love reverberating like a hamon light
Try we got the fight

Its not the one its never since
So Hilltop Hoods represent represent evidently when we represent a weakness is never ever evident
I represent the kids from the side of the street, never silence to meet, and the feeling thats inside of this beat

(This is the beat)
The hills know you Suffa
(This is the beat)
That made you call an ex - lover aside
Summer nights on the porch with a beer
(This is the beat ya of the year)
(This is the beat)

To put the Pressure to your point
(This is the beat)
To make you scream (is the choice)
Like a tunnel vision well let me make it clear
(This is the beat ya of the year)

We slam hittin'
Crushin' MCs for their ambition then
Stickin' high frequencies over your transmission
Now listen
While all these crossovers transition
They barely scratch the surface, while I delve deeper than Hans Christian
Anderson, battling, damn boy you must be dreaming
Couldn't understand the first of my double meanings
You're double teaming with trouble seething
I flex like exaggerated biceps over all these muscle He-men
I hear their mic from screamin (maggots)
Honestly none can follow me, from what I been through
I still read true the prophecies
Unconsciously I took doses of dopeness like an apothecary
And if harnessed properly, effects monopoly, no stopping me

(This is the beat)
For all my mates sucking piss
After Hours, Terra Firm, Cross-Bred, pump ya fist
(This is the beat)
For those who wanna fuck with this
Now everybody wants something but they can't get none of this

Just my life is composed
Will leave their mind comatose
Like unleveling their blood pressure til' their ryhme overdosed
Many months closed cos' they non believers
I walked a water passed all these stranded MC's
And told 'em to catch a breather

Why touch what you don't know?
Learn your words, you washed and dried up
Why fuck with what you know, hurts just to learn to wise up
Open your eyes up for the now, cos' tomorrow its too late
Cos' this is the beat to leave your sorrows in your wake

(This is the beat)
To put the Pressure to your points
(This is the beat)
To make you scream (its the choice)
They got tunnel vision well let me make it clear
(This is the beat ya of the year)
(This is the beat)
The hills shows you Suffa
(This is the beat)
That made you call an ex lover aside
Summer nights on the porch with a beer
(This is the beat of the year)