| Song | Pep Love |
| Artist | Hieroglyphics |
| Album | 3rd Eye Vision |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Peacock, Suarez | |
| Now for the record, I'ma professional | |
| Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
| Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
| Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
| The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
| Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
| Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
| You can't hold back, might as well collaborate | |
| And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
| At least, I'm gonna do what I wanna do | |
| And get my piece of the pie | |
| This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
| Never learned nothing from Greece | |
| It's easy to bit and steal | |
| But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
| You get frightened | |
| Mics and the likes of me | |
| Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
| And with my counterparts | |
| My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
| You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
| In the rhythm I found | |
| And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
| While some just withered away | |
| I'm in this for permanent prominence | |
| Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
| Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
| Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |
| zuo ci : Peacock, Suarez | |
| Now for the record, I' ma professional | |
| Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
| Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
| Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
| The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
| Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
| Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
| You can' t hold back, might as well collaborate | |
| And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
| At least, I' m gonna do what I wanna do | |
| And get my piece of the pie | |
| This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
| Never learned nothing from Greece | |
| It' s easy to bit and steal | |
| But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
| You get frightened | |
| Mics and the likes of me | |
| Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
| And with my counterparts | |
| My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
| You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
| In the rhythm I found | |
| And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
| While some just withered away | |
| I' m in this for permanent prominence | |
| Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
| Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
| Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |
| zuò cí : Peacock, Suarez | |
| Now for the record, I' ma professional | |
| Making my word known, dropping over the metronome | |
| Hopping over the norm to the rank of the Prose | |
| Taking you on a journey to where civilization arose | |
| The nine principles of Hieroglyphics lore exist to be | |
| Those that added a twist to hip hop history | |
| Excelling that swelling at a rate | |
| You can' t hold back, might as well collaborate | |
| And make it better forever and never ceasin' | |
| At least, I' m gonna do what I wanna do | |
| And get my piece of the pie | |
| This Hieroglyphic high priest speaks from my third eye | |
| Never learned nothing from Greece | |
| It' s easy to bit and steal | |
| But once you come amongst those with heightened skill | |
| You get frightened | |
| Mics and the likes of me | |
| Create ice in the hearts of the average MC | |
| And with my counterparts | |
| My thoughts are massed to the juggernaut force | |
| You better not horse around with, come and get drowned | |
| In the rhythm I found | |
| And stuck wit it through the thick and thin | |
| While some just withered away | |
| I' m in this for permanent prominence | |
| Turning it out, my presence is ominous | |
| Blessed in my destiny rest in each | |
| Syllable and the particular way it dress the beat |