The Soul of the Beat

[Verse 1: Suffa] Look. 10 stories below if you ever try finding me I'm the one with rhymes so high tech I write in binary So if you dont understand them all, that's understandable The vibe is intangible, the rhyme is like an animal A beast through the night, he likes to feast in the light He gives no peace on the mind, with the beats that you like I'm servin bowls of soul, in the form of a lyric, you know me I'm the difference between soul and spirit Everybody freeze Just hold and hear it, feel the cold and fear it If you're bold come near it man, feel it I put soul into mic control, like jazz artists put soul into rock and roll You gots to roll with us or else you're against us My flow to me's like poetry just less pretentious Weak MC's befriend us, are just as bad as each other Never be phatter than Suffa so why not battle each other? And just leave me alone like a hermit in a cabin The vibe is a love reverberating like a hammon light Thats right we got vibe, it's never won, it's heaven sent 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 silencing me And the feeling that's inside of this beat [Chorus: Suffa] "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 ya'll of the year" [Pressure] "This is the beat" To put the Pressure to your points "This is the beat" To make you scream "it's the joy" They got tunnel vision well let me make it clear "This is the beat ya'll of the year" [Verse 2: Pressure] We slam hittin Crushin MC's for their ambition then Sticken 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 Unconsciencly I took doses of dopeness like an apothecary And if harnessed properly, effects monopoly - no stopping me [Chorus: Pressure] "This is the beat" For all my mates sucking piss After Hours, TerraFirm, 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 [Verse 3: Pressure] Just my line is composed Will leave their mind comatosed Like unleveling their blood pressure til' their ryhme overdosed Many months closed cos they nonbelievers 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 it's too late Cos this is the beat to leave your sorrows in your wake [Chorus: Pressure] "This is the beat" To put the Pressure to your points "This is the beat" To make you scream "it's the joy" They got tunnel vision well let me make it clear "This is the beat ya'll of the year" [Suffa] "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 ya'll of the year" [scratching til fade: 'This is the Beat, oooo yehhhh... Of the Year']