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

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

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

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

We'll hook the track up, and I'll become the, decisive
Yeah, y'all niggaz can't dream to think this shit
You can bite it but by that time it'll be too
it's already been recited come rip this shit

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

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

My minions were preparing for my to unearth the black core
The pearl of persistence to keep interest
Keep outside with fences
I make my rhymes and portable and sort it for

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

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

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

Went to unleaded no one in this world ever said it
Get beheaded by the crew dreaded, MC dicer,
bit wiser, but yo my shit is nicer
The ill price you pay is this, I MCs with my greatest hits

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

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

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

Mauled and touchy 'cuz we dissed em
you need to listen to this one
The tension thickens, your heart quickens
Damn near beatin' out chest, ya can't predict what's next

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

The crown tipped, to the side, you don't collide
A victory for the team they all died
Nigga, yeah, it's like and-uh, it's like that and-uh
like that and-uh

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

But missed, by a long shot, I hope they all
I manipulate the mic as a concussive
No remorse for, MCs
I be cut with, the keenest of blades

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

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

Lettin' niggaz