E-Dot ft. Loer Velocity - “Conception” [Produced by The Labrynth (DJ Emmo and Grand Fortune)] [Intro: E-Dot] Yo. Yo, feel it. Worldwide selectors wield it. Conception. Give birth to verse, call it: conception. Give birth to verse, call it: conception. Uh uh, oh. Yo [Verse 1: E-Dot] I rhyme with The pa**ion of my moment of conception. Errol-Dot Came through my great father's erection. Miracle With protection, a medical intervention. Could have been A wet spot on the sheet with apprehension. But, hey I made it. Given my name my father stated Sat back twenty-eight years now—just slightly faded Reminiscing on life as it were. It's nice but a blur Like when epiphanies in the nighttime occur, like Right now, I'm on a plane to NYC [?] to conversate beside me Telling me her new years, stories of glory Words are sincere—of lust, they never bore me It's amazing to be aware, living life's lessons ‘Nough bang bang, some tale of a Smith & Wesson I write in black and white, dawg—there is no second-guessing What I mean. Hey, life is deep, so I've seen [Hook: E-Dot and Loer Velocity] (x7) Conception. Give birth to verse, call it: [Verse 2: Loer Velocity] I think, therefore I am true son of man Hold the fate of my existence in the palm of my hand Breathe the breath of life, population expands Travel unknown terrain in the spot where I stand The same time, walk the desert of burning sands Cultivating Earth as if only I can Mind controls hand for these words I command, but Before that was a spark created in the dark When time is within self [?] I'm representing rebirth and change like the Ark The manifestation of the rawest form of art Speaking to the pace of rapidly beating hearts From the start, I began immaculately hitting mark Prove and show I'm so accurate with this dart And do know, before I leave (Recognize), best believe Whatever is it that I can see, I will achieve [Hook: E-Dot and Loer Velocity] (x8) Conception. Give birth to verse, call it: [Verse 3: Loer Velocity] Conception: something conceived in the mind Like a thought, plan, idea, design Your soul, at the moment of truth, put the rhyme The union of man and woman's soul combined Your innermost ambitions laid all on the line Sort of like how I am on parchment with mine So intertwined artistically with rhythm Give birth to verse and call it “Escapism” [Verse 4: E-Dot] Music get me open like, you know, rock-hard erections I mold my words—immaculate conception Really deep connection for the streets, really deep Sensation that I forever wish that I could keep See, it is what it is and I am what I am: Just a freak calling corner-linkers for the beat Conceive thoughts with my peeps, I rap, looking to touch Each and every single cat just like that [Hook: E-Dot and Loer Velocity] (x16) Conception. Give birth to verse, call it: [Outro: Loer Velocity] E-Dot, Velocity