The hieroglyphics crew mics of the round Unstable parade on stage Like we the Get snatched by the Lyrics Now on you can this
It's mo', mo' than a 64 The same m.o., I'll kill you When you me for the first time It's like you seen 5-0 with a full of dope You start to speak, choke like a ho doin' throat Next thing you know your kickin' my instead of your own Over your your new style, can't even think to hit the beat like Like you heard our sound on wax
Take a hit, I get into your like an opium stick it deep in your blood vessels Experience the quickening, the light appears to be 'cause I'm you from every perspective No weapons or Just these Travel miles over all got (? ? ? ? ) I make waves jupiter, slam into earth And the shit gets on the next verse
Chorus: we came to groove tonight, can't stop, won't we move the mic (4x)
Steppin' to Like touching a conduit Enters my style, is the charged And be with so potential you should not come close Death is the And I'm not you ready to go
Opio, each move I has a strategy Graphically describing like ken nordine you were snorting coke lines I wrote lines thwarting all attempts to hiero Blind to nothin', all sting like x Step in the circle it complex No the lyrical hanging Necks from the impact Your turns black from the rap
Yeah, but now it's time to speak my To muthaphuckas who need more out of than just jeeps And freaks who find in the dope ass speech a smoke-out, freestylin' With right down the street 'cause it stop, won't stop like a hit and run I guess (? ? ? ? ) mc's is never done But that's I to battle you sucka ass crews Hit 'em the 012 And leave with my pockets
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