Just let it consume you
Let the beat touch you
Pop my disk in the drive
Hip-hop jig to my jive
Take my word for it
This disk aint bullshit
I tell the truth only
So you can just sit back and listen,
This beat is hot
Well maybe its not
Oh well you choose
All I have to do is make you move
So just listen to this and rock
I need to get somthing off my chest
I have a nest of birds in my head
It\'s sad how I like someone and that
They dont like me back, I just
Want to whack myself for thinkin this
I want to tell everyone that I write these
But I can't, It's like wheezein when no one hears you
Well, though, I think they knew but they forgot
The only person whos knows and appricieates my
Works of writes and such so you tell me,
This beat is hot
Well maybe its not
Oh well you choose
All I have to do is make you move
So just listen to this and rock
Dude what the heck is this song made of?
It messed up in the head big time
It would almost be a waste of my time
Meh, whatever Im already singing it
Or is it rappin, crappin on dead beats
As it slowly rises and falls back
Smack it goes on its face, big mace
Breaks the glass, that covers the emergancy swith
Bi**h!
This beat is hot
Well maybe its not
Oh well you choose
All I have to do is make you move
So just listen to this and rock
