Trase - The Essence

The essence of the herb, the presence of the word
TRASE
Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living
Back to the essence
I do this through righteous steps
Visualizing the realism
That's the essence
A soloist mission through the mist now found
Transmit poetry fit to hit them globally
These conditions make us strong and we create our own

Lately, I find myself in a bit of a jam
Having existential questions like every citizen has
When it comes to satisfaction, I have a pitiful lack
Because of that I keep a low key like a criminal act

All by myself hiding in my shelter to stay away
From the hardships and pain which I felt the other day
Light a jay every hour in the evening like it's the season
Lyrically, I'ma spit it heavy like my breathing

In my own zone, steady working on my craft
Wanting to move forward, though I'm flirting with past
My mind certainly has me in a weird state
At this stage, try to stay away from the hearsay

So, to surpass the bumpy road, I can't steer straight
Lift weight, fixate, in a circle amidst great
Since day one I've been dealing with this trade
Verbally hurting you, so take it personal like a rear plate

Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living
Back to the essence
I do this through righteous steps
Visualizing the realism
That's the essence
Relieve that stress and back to the essence
Transmit poetry fit to hit them globally
These conditions make us strong and we create our own

Frankly, it's the essence inside me which provides me
The proper insight to guide me lively, most likely
Chances come once in a lifetime, so choose wisely
Concisely, I write from whatever inspires me

The truth is I never left it and always kept a strong rhyme to step with
Verbally, my technics majestic
Though critics stay sceptic, my moves precisely
Deep like the Bohai Sea, rhymes tasty like spiced tea

As I expand, while others improve slightly
Cut from a different cloth, there's a difference in thought
Always keep an eye out, so they won't surprise me
Cut you up like sliced meat, gold chain hang low down my white tee

Harvest for the world just like The Isleys
When the water's muddy, you gotta mind the gritty gaps and
Witty and unpredictable steps which are grimy
Trust me, you don´t wanna step untimely

Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living
Back to the essence
I do this through righteous steps
Visualizing the realism
That's the essence
A soloist mission through the mist now found
Transmit poetry fit to hit them globally
These conditions make us strong and we create our own
Join in the essence of the cool I breeze

Written by:
Erik Wal

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