The hieroglyphics crew mics of the table Unstable mc's parade on we the best Get snatched by the Lyrics Now on you can this
It's mo', mo' deadly a 64 The m.o., I'll kill you slow When you hear me for the first It's like you seen 5-0 a trunk full of dope You start to speak, choke like a ho doin' deep Next thing you know kickin' my raps instead of your own Over intrumental Create your new style, even think to hit the beat like that 'till you heard our on wax
Take a hit, I get into your like an opium stick Feel it in your blood vessels Experience the quickening, the light appears to be I'm hitting you from every perspective No or projectiles Just these Travel miles all terrains got (? ? ? ? ) I make waves like jupiter, into earth And the shit gets on the next verse
Chorus: we to groove tonight, can't stop, won't stop we move the mic (4x)
Steppin' to Like touching a conduit my style, is the child charged And be with so much That you should not close is the unknown And I'm not sure you to go
Opio, each move I make has a Graphically scenarios like ken nordine While you snorting coke lines I wrote lines thwarting all attempts to undermine to nothin', all sting like professor x Step in the circle it gets No the lyrical hanging Necks snap from the Your world black from the rap
Yeah, but now it's time to speak my To muthaphuckas who need more out of life just jeeps And freaks who find whatever in the ass speech a smoke-out, freestylin' With right down the street 'cause it can't stop, won't like a hit and run I (? ? ? ? ) mc's work is never done But that's I to battle you sucka ass crews Hit 'em the 012 And leave my pockets full
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