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Yeah, y'all niggaz don't know nothin' about
What nigga say? Enrich Oakland funk
Ha, gonna that shit serious

Man an MC
I got a tip that's fat and lengthy like a 40
For your missus, baby she'll do me you miss this
Sporty shit whips man senseless

Them obese hits, thick wrists, so spin them ten bits
And come up, these sucker punks won't even run up
And speak, we the reason that shit is called weak
And y'all our livelihood, as as it's understood

The crew be rippin' this, and you be strippin'
Like it was hubs, why? we cuttin' them dubs
So fat, that you gotta bite that, we got it like that
I'm not no type actor hoopster singer or

hook the track up, and I'll become the, decisive factor
Yeah, y'all niggaz dream to think about this shit
You can it but by that time it'll be too late
'Cuz it's already been recited come rip this

Ha ha ha ha
I try not to be, too
Everything I do yes it's true it's meant for renovation
With innovation laced it, embalmin

Flew it through speaker do it make you want to seek your soul
Like Nat King Cole, my shit is
I hold a pole of polarity, like a and fondle phrases
Ages, before you heard a lion roar

My minions were for my birth to unearth the black core
The pearl of persistence to keep your
Keep evildoers outside with
I make my rhymes audible and portable and it for

The burst of energy 'cuz it's of course
There's to throw, to the sharks, and modify the marks
Perhaps I use a parable of Parks, on the front of the bus
I don't coming less than us dirty devils never question us

Yeah, Hieroglyphics in the house, of Mischief
check it out

It's the buster, the ill Pluster
My skills abominate, niggaz who ain't rhymin' great I debate
The situation's the shit you say is pitiful
Your skill tank is and my shit is full

to school unleaded no one in this world ever said it
Get by the crew dreaded, MC dicer, I'sa
Little bit wiser, but yo my is nicer
The ill price you pay is this, I slice MCs with my greatest

We take no shit in rap, it, you wack
So get ass on, nigga bomb be in the cut 'fore I get my blast on
Nigga earl's how you're at me, so I'ma brandish MCs
Until they vanish with ease, damage with these, yeah

Souls of Mischief in the
Hieroglyphics, Opio come rip this for the crew

Yeah, one two one two
Who me? Yeah see I'm out for one thing
Domination, encasin' MCs chasing dreams
Evaded and clean through the system

Mauled shaken-up and 'cuz we dissed em
Bitch you need to listen to one
The thickens, your heart rate quickens
Damn near beatin' out your chest, ya predict what's next

I bet conviction is stressful, MCs that they wrestle
With the mic, all night, hopin' to
Excite, captivate the crowd, make my proud, now
And forever I drain, Souls of Mischief supreme

The crown tipped, to the side, you wanna collide
A landslide victory for the they all died
Nigga, yeah, it's that and-uh, it's like that and-uh
It's like that

A yeah
Clearly distinguished these incompetent niggaz
possum with the mic, suckin' peanuts
Tryin' to be Phes, freak it with a

But missed, by a shot, I hope they all flop
I manipulate the mic as a concussive
No for, preluckin' MCs
I couldn't be cut with, the keenest of

the limits of pressing in it
Projecting my image a hologram, reanimation MCs
Shamrock deceased, base Phes just dissipated the
A antihistamine is distressed and jaded
Phes escalated as the of all trades

Yeah, uh huh
Souls of Mischief,
Throw hands in the air c'mon
Yeah, you know we don't stop California, ha

Lettin' know