Artist: El Da Sensei Album: Relax, Relate, Release Song: Focus Typed by: dopeonplastic@hotmail.com My whole bein' of self is based on originality Rhyme style quality Backpack niggas follow me Cause in this splendid business called rap shit is classified drastic through schematics and formulated control I unfold desired taste that contaminates the whole World-wide league in its entirety Unison speak on topics far gone from the mission I piss on fools, dismiss tricks who drool Over material tools, systematic to the rule I'm that cool ass nigga that you knew way back Who always had the hot kicks and the flavor Polo caps Cliché free old school greatly Appreciated from the jump cause it's what made me 9 years official respectable credible promise I'm hot at killin' tangible I'm smarter than Hannibal Rhyme animal Completin' the trend through hot blends From the Bricks beats to break Verbal medicine Focus your mind to the beats and rhymes El da Sensei with a sign of the times All true niggaz raise your hands up high Ladies make noise if you body do or die Bringing that shit straight from the Bricks So what'chall know about that? True fuckin' fact! Highly schooled in the ways of the MC and the art Streetwise walk & talk, strictly from the heart Show my grit, determination Patience and pain-stakin' creatin' To show behind the scenes I'm not fakin' I'm real with my shit, appeal to kids of all kinds But when I'm rockin' at my shows hard cats I can't find "Does it mean your shit is soft?" Naaah, think you're brainless, can't obtain this greatness of rap language Polish it up stainless, personality famous Without major changes my style is instantaneous Heinous when you don't take heed I suggest your best spot, nigga, purchase for yourself a CD To all my cats who support the true crowd stay reliable Always up on shit when you're diggin' thru the vinyl Sensei, cause & effect considered nice When the battle rhymes are written we can run it back twice Focus your mind to the beats and rhymes El Da Sensei with a sign of the times All true niggaz raise your hands up high Ladies make noise if you body do or die Bringing that shit straight from the Bricks So what'chall know about that? True fuckin' fact! My superb-ness flourishes, better verses for the listener who nurses The essence of the art and when it's workin' For certain I'm the truth foolproof to spite My separation from my group and how my label wasn't right Still true to the mic and on my behalf Non-believers kiss my ass with my album on blast Seven Heads dot com, dot records, dot a skit (??) Hotness prominent, design a rhyme or two legit Excitement carefully spoken to keep ya open Artist to the hardest, catch a beat like T. Owen Sowin' rap seeds as I blanket the Earth with my well-balanced talent that I claimed since birth I was put here for a purpose, what a fan told me Never change B, not for the industry "No worries" what I told him, I consoled his thoughts I'm only here to give the grandest and flaunt what I was taught