| Song | See Delight |
| Artist | Hieroglyphics |
| Album | 3rd Eye Vision |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lindsey, Peacock | |
| I'm about as swift as lightning greased | |
| [Opio] | |
| And I'm cold like Sub-Zero feel the deep freeze | |
| [Both] | |
| We the ones that make you feel right | |
| You need to open up your eyes and see delight | |
| [Opio] | |
| I'm at ease when I'm next to my keys | |
| Not the narcotic | |
| The Ensoniq ASR-X is my symphonic weapon | |
| Stepping to these creations is like attempting to scale the Appalachian | |
| Mountains | |
| It's damn near impossible | |
| Without rigid preparation and lots of pull | |
| Delight | |
| Profound lyrics spit into mics | |
| Irresistible to bite on stage | |
| The instrumental incites the freestyle | |
| Fake MC's bust written raps | |
| Pupils dilatin | |
| Agonizing forgetting raps | |
| While I'm shining intensely | |
| Reflecting off the Hieroglyphic shield | |
| For real | |
| Reinventing hip hop | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight [delight fades] | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight [delight fades] | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| It go, Cancer the crab is my zodiac sign | |
| F.L. is the crew, I'ma let my light shine | |
| We multi-faceted, feel good pharmacist at this | |
| Now listen to the lyricist cease | |
| And desist so we can leave em deceased | |
| If not stressed till they suicidial | |
| I ingest the mic | |
| Just a test of sound | |
| If I impressed, see delight on my face | |
| In the place of mess | |
| First Light | |
| The recipe for Saucee, serves you right | |
| You can ask Martini and Rossi | |
| You don't wanna grapple with that bullshit | |
| I'll pull a rabbit out my hat if I wanted trick | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight [delight fades] | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight [delight fades] | |
| [Opio] | |
| What are you doing? | |
| You're confused like a hermaphrodite | |
| Rapping like this one or that one won't get you capped at night | |
| Or shanked in the morning sun | |
| At the venue | |
| If you continue to disregard these warnings | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| Running into some problems | |
| Mic to mic, you must resuscitate | |
| Life in your mental state | |
| Trife when we infiltrate | |
| Tonight the light is felt | |
| [Opio] | |
| Like encountering an asteroid belt | |
| You gets pelted, welted up | |
| Face is green like a Celtic or Wimbly stadium | |
| Center court | |
| No back support | |
| You just a gelatin skeleton | |
| Lyric like a elephant tranquilizer | |
| Impeding your development | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| I'm runnin amuck, dumb fucks | |
| And gunning 'em up | |
| They awe-struck by the light like deer | |
| Game for the hunter, predator | |
| Ready to taste blood | |
| So blaze up a blunt and pass that shit here | |
| [Opio] | |
| Yeah, they need light like photosynthesis | |
| Biting sentences | |
| Witness to thee inventiveness | |
| That you can't resist | |
| Painful like a pistol whipping | |
| [Pep Love] | |
| Niggas is tripping they get dissed | |
| I mind my business which is this | |
| Ripping microphones | |
| Scratching suckers off my list | |
| With speed | |
| A level that you can't exceed | |
| I give the people what they want | |
| You need to take heed | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Opio] | |
| You know | |
| Uhhhh!!! | |
| First Light |
| zuo ci : Lindsey, Peacock | |
| I' m about as swift as lightning greased | |
| Opio | |
| And I' m cold like SubZero feel the deep freeze | |
| Both | |
| We the ones that make you feel right | |
| You need to open up your eyes and see delight | |
| Opio | |
| I' m at ease when I' m next to my keys | |
| Not the narcotic | |
| The Ensoniq ASRX is my symphonic weapon | |
| Stepping to these creations is like attempting to scale the Appalachian | |
| Mountains | |
| It' s damn near impossible | |
| Without rigid preparation and lots of pull | |
| Delight | |
| Profound lyrics spit into mics | |
| Irresistible to bite on stage | |
| The instrumental incites the freestyle | |
| Fake MC' s bust written raps | |
| Pupils dilatin | |
| Agonizing forgetting raps | |
| While I' m shining intensely | |
| Reflecting off the Hieroglyphic shield | |
| For real | |
| Reinventing hip hop | |
| Pep Love | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| Pep Love | |
| It go, Cancer the crab is my zodiac sign | |
| F. L. is the crew, I' ma let my light shine | |
| We multifaceted, feel good pharmacist at this | |
| Now listen to the lyricist cease | |
| And desist so we can leave em deceased | |
| If not stressed till they suicidial | |
| I ingest the mic | |
| Just a test of sound | |
| If I impressed, see delight on my face | |
| In the place of mess | |
| First Light | |
| The recipe for Saucee, serves you right | |
| You can ask Martini and Rossi | |
| You don' t wanna grapple with that bullshit | |
| I' ll pull a rabbit out my hat if I wanted trick | |
| Pep Love | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| Opio | |
| What are you doing? | |
| You' re confused like a hermaphrodite | |
| Rapping like this one or that one won' t get you capped at night | |
| Or shanked in the morning sun | |
| At the venue | |
| If you continue to disregard these warnings | |
| Pep Love | |
| Running into some problems | |
| Mic to mic, you must resuscitate | |
| Life in your mental state | |
| Trife when we infiltrate | |
| Tonight the light is felt | |
| Opio | |
| Like encountering an asteroid belt | |
| You gets pelted, welted up | |
| Face is green like a Celtic or Wimbly stadium | |
| Center court | |
| No back support | |
| You just a gelatin skeleton | |
| Lyric like a elephant tranquilizer | |
| Impeding your development | |
| Pep Love | |
| I' m runnin amuck, dumb fucks | |
| And gunning ' em up | |
| They awestruck by the light like deer | |
| Game for the hunter, predator | |
| Ready to taste blood | |
| So blaze up a blunt and pass that shit here | |
| Opio | |
| Yeah, they need light like photosynthesis | |
| Biting sentences | |
| Witness to thee inventiveness | |
| That you can' t resist | |
| Painful like a pistol whipping | |
| Pep Love | |
| Niggas is tripping they get dissed | |
| I mind my business which is this | |
| Ripping microphones | |
| Scratching suckers off my list | |
| With speed | |
| A level that you can' t exceed | |
| I give the people what they want | |
| You need to take heed | |
| Chorus | |
| Opio | |
| You know | |
| Uhhhh!!! | |
| First Light |
| zuò cí : Lindsey, Peacock | |
| I' m about as swift as lightning greased | |
| Opio | |
| And I' m cold like SubZero feel the deep freeze | |
| Both | |
| We the ones that make you feel right | |
| You need to open up your eyes and see delight | |
| Opio | |
| I' m at ease when I' m next to my keys | |
| Not the narcotic | |
| The Ensoniq ASRX is my symphonic weapon | |
| Stepping to these creations is like attempting to scale the Appalachian | |
| Mountains | |
| It' s damn near impossible | |
| Without rigid preparation and lots of pull | |
| Delight | |
| Profound lyrics spit into mics | |
| Irresistible to bite on stage | |
| The instrumental incites the freestyle | |
| Fake MC' s bust written raps | |
| Pupils dilatin | |
| Agonizing forgetting raps | |
| While I' m shining intensely | |
| Reflecting off the Hieroglyphic shield | |
| For real | |
| Reinventing hip hop | |
| Pep Love | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| Pep Love | |
| It go, Cancer the crab is my zodiac sign | |
| F. L. is the crew, I' ma let my light shine | |
| We multifaceted, feel good pharmacist at this | |
| Now listen to the lyricist cease | |
| And desist so we can leave em deceased | |
| If not stressed till they suicidial | |
| I ingest the mic | |
| Just a test of sound | |
| If I impressed, see delight on my face | |
| In the place of mess | |
| First Light | |
| The recipe for Saucee, serves you right | |
| You can ask Martini and Rossi | |
| You don' t wanna grapple with that bullshit | |
| I' ll pull a rabbit out my hat if I wanted trick | |
| Pep Love | |
| Open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| You better open up your eyes and see delight delight fades | |
| Opio | |
| What are you doing? | |
| You' re confused like a hermaphrodite | |
| Rapping like this one or that one won' t get you capped at night | |
| Or shanked in the morning sun | |
| At the venue | |
| If you continue to disregard these warnings | |
| Pep Love | |
| Running into some problems | |
| Mic to mic, you must resuscitate | |
| Life in your mental state | |
| Trife when we infiltrate | |
| Tonight the light is felt | |
| Opio | |
| Like encountering an asteroid belt | |
| You gets pelted, welted up | |
| Face is green like a Celtic or Wimbly stadium | |
| Center court | |
| No back support | |
| You just a gelatin skeleton | |
| Lyric like a elephant tranquilizer | |
| Impeding your development | |
| Pep Love | |
| I' m runnin amuck, dumb fucks | |
| And gunning ' em up | |
| They awestruck by the light like deer | |
| Game for the hunter, predator | |
| Ready to taste blood | |
| So blaze up a blunt and pass that shit here | |
| Opio | |
| Yeah, they need light like photosynthesis | |
| Biting sentences | |
| Witness to thee inventiveness | |
| That you can' t resist | |
| Painful like a pistol whipping | |
| Pep Love | |
| Niggas is tripping they get dissed | |
| I mind my business which is this | |
| Ripping microphones | |
| Scratching suckers off my list | |
| With speed | |
| A level that you can' t exceed | |
| I give the people what they want | |
| You need to take heed | |
| Chorus | |
| Opio | |
| You know | |
| Uhhhh!!! | |
| First Light |