The hieroglyphics crew mics of the table Unstable mc's parade on we the best Get by the dragnet Lyrics Now on you can imagine
It's mo', mo' than a 64 The same m.o., kill you slow When you hear me for the time like you seen 5-0 with a trunk full of dope You start to speak, choke like a ho doin' throat Next thing you know your kickin' my raps instead of own your intrumental Create your new style, even think to hit the beat like that 'till you our sound on wax
Take a hit, I get your brain like an opium stick Feel it deep in blood vessels Experience the quickening, the appears to be flickering 'cause I'm hitting you from every No weapons or Just these Travel over all terrains got (? ? ? ? ) I make like jupiter, slam into earth And the shit gets worse on the next
Chorus: we to groove tonight, can't stop, won't stop 'till we the mic (4x)
Steppin' to Like touching a conduit my style, is the child charged And be with so much you should not come close Death is the And I'm not you ready to go
Opio, each move I has a strategy describing scenarios like ken nordine While you were coke lines I lines thwarting all attempts to undermine hiero Blind to nothin', all sting like x in the circle it gets complex No sustaining the lyrical Necks from the impact Your world black from the rap
Yeah, but now it's time to speak my To muthaphuckas who need more out of life than jeeps And who find whatever in the dope ass speech a smoke-out, freestylin' With sirens down the street 'cause it can't stop, won't like a hit and run I guess (? ? ? ? ) mc's work is never But that's I love to battle you sucka ass Hit 'em the 012 And leave with my full
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