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Hieroglyphics
Yeah, yeah!

Yo, we precision I erect the prison
you respect the wisdom
Man I'm chillin' with checks I'm gettin'
Cashola I raps over tracks, yo I mack
Just to break a ho back, we spin that ass
Stop before my dogs mash on ya
Niggas claimin' they ballers they can't sack dosia
No model chicks, a trick, some wack (bova? )
No range rover just a and a crashed nova
Y'all speak hard but you leave scarred
When you see my deep squad it you fi'n to meet god
Is you a retard, it get heavy pleas start
Snatch your weak broad we playin' leapfrog

Yeah we explicit
complicit, bust it
I busy usin' the arts of mystics
Break the shit then I start to twist it
Blow it, the wind
When I the microphone it's a win-win, situation
You in I'm goin' for the ball
It's all about concentration and
Boxin' niggas out rockin' any
Any time, any where, any how, nigga feel me
Phenomenon, for the on the feminine
Off the sour mash in my calabash
Blast on you
Then I'll blow up power plants
Don't to ask you yo how was that

tajai]
Yeah we
mentals, possessive of all essentials
Movin' on you
Man this we off in to
what we was meant to do
Uh yeah we
Ballistic
Melt bones, flesh and
Put your pistol
Cause you feel us when we hit you
Nigga we the crew, marks

Ay,
They ain't got the heart to us
Our challengers talentless
I'm fuckin' (funabulous? )
No need to counteract you counter-attack us kinda wack
Engaged in static with the lymphatic at it
and the thought you was still swift at it rhythmatic
With shit
Wordsmith versatile while of the nile style
'll get you
see your picture when they get your obituary
You low-class ho-ass nigga
Broke-ass nigga you don't cash, nigga

Aw
I'm like side street high
turnin'
Rack and pinion steering veerin' the curb &
Police runnin',
mark fuhrman, start burnin', leave nothin'
No evidence just dead
The fed's nemesis evil residents
Who got weapons with scopes on 'em op' it
They deep as the exorcist tryin' to cause a coffin
Man I'm on a mic show
a loaned shotgun
The rest are so
Pseudo-scientific but you know infinite
a diamond I dominate concentrate

[chorus:
Yeah we
Meditated mind balanced mental
on you minstrels
Mashin' on the
Man what we meant to do
Uh, yeah we
missile
Melt bones, and gristle
You fi'n to feel shit when we hit you
We into you, this is the hiero crew,

dee]
Yeah metal gear for the track layer
blaze your vertebaes up
Swing my laser a space-age sensei
The suckers
Backfire on the
It's quick
Rapid through your rap attire
I ya
Sciatica your automatics
Dazzled 'em with fabulous that's haphazardous
Third-rail ya with flow, hell daggers
I nailed raymond, you baggage
A stale
Sharp hatchet here's
(rally? )
Draw down like salvador
Out the drawer to the
Snatchin' clowns get cracked up at the colli
niggas tryin' to 720 wind mill into our alley

[pep
It was written in the stone
Hieroglyphics rippin' microphones
Puttin' on the map bitch
Niggas be lettin' lips flap
Speakin' on my in front the hoes
Dude, what shit's that?
You to get slapped
and pistol smacked
And get your kidnapped
And I don't even get down that
But word get quick
you wanna hear me spit some town shit
Nah I got a different style, in the percentile
you tryin' to get down I been down with real niggas
That make you wig-wiggle
While I'm gigglin' ya chick with the dill pickle,
You that?

tajai]
We
You corny niggas always usin' stencils
Mash you
I hope you got
Nigga this the crew, marks
we inter-continental
Ballistic
Melt bones, flesh and
Movin' on you
on the instrumental
Nigga this the crew, marks!