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Whooh! Yeah |
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It's the ones you know about |
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The famous, magnificent Hieroglyphics, mega |
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Always on the mic for MC's who really don't know what we doin |
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It's time to do it up |
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We got Cas, we got Del, we got Tajai, we got A-Plus |
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C'mon y'all, PLEASE can we get busy?? |
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[Casual] |
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I put my pencil to the paper and watch lighting strike |
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Casual, the innovator, in a state of advancement |
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MC scolder, breakdancin on the lake |
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when it freeze over; so much game, I told her |
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I'm a disease holder and I still hit it |
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Bust a nut in her eye and made her deal with it |
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The straight bump, y'all, yeah you best agree |
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Whatever that sess do don't let you come next to me |
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Mentally, I'm compatible with Macintosh |
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And I can get a niggaz' bitch, in the sack with floss |
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Hop on the microphone, actin lost |
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Unaware, unprepared, then I bust off the top |
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and niggaz get scared |
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[interlude one] |
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Uhh, now I told y'all I wasn't playin |
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It's Hieroglyphics in here |
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Now that's Cas, now you know that's how it was, That's How It Is |
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We bout to do it with my next man, A-PLUSS |
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[A-Plus] |
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A to the, Plus must do ya, bust through ya |
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defenses with lyrics mentally muscular |
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Holdin down like cement shoes, to make you drown right |
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This is what we do if we the crew you SOUND LIKE |
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I can't stand a person bitin someone's creativity |
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I have so many styles that you can take one as a gift from me |
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It's like deja vu whenever you pop they tape in |
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Lyin more than Satan, fallin off like they was ice skatin |
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Trying to get they mic taken, you get scolded |
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and chastized, my holy mic, is baptized |
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Givin flatlines to you rap guys and still send you |
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back with black eyes, on the mic you tellin fat lies |
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[interlude two] |
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Now if I'm the teacher |
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I gotta give that a A-Plus youknowhatI'msayin? |
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Now let's make room for the man, the myth |
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The Great Great Granddaddy of Hieroglyphics, Del |
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[Del the Funky Homosapien] |
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Hold up, stop the presses, this just came in |
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Del's done it again, you gotta get his name in |
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He's, infallible in battle flows and battle royals collects |
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all the spoils of soiled celebrities |
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Shape my fantasy as the form, lyrical oddessey |
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It's not modesty, I show my ass for all to see |
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Polishin wax with facts sharp like tacks |
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to stop your, heart like cracks rip, apart the tracks |
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Ahhhhhhh |
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[interlude three] |
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Na-na-na-na-now you know that's self explanatory |
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Now we bout to get busy with my man Tajai |
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Break out your notebooks and your pads |
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Listen real closely to what this brother has to say |
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[Tajai] |
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I kick the, ? like dialect |
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It's sacrilege, steppin in the sanctuary of the sacrosanct |
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Do not, desecrate acquiesce |
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before I dessicate all your flows and leave you dry as, bones |
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It's awful how I decimate, but also awesome |
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People say that they saw somethin they cherished they lives long |
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when I expectorate upon a song |
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To be honest number one's what I expect to rank |
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Not for just the crown jewels or scepter |
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Out for justice, and exposition of the rest as jesters |
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with they lackluster compositions |
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Suckers in estrus, thinkin that Heiroglyphics won't fuck you? |
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[interlude four] |
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Oh my goodness, I told ya |
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Once again, it's Hieroglyphics |
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We got the smooth lineup, Tajai, A-Plus, Del, Casual |
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They just to' it up, forget about it, leave it alone |
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It's Hieroglyphics from here on out |
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You don't know what you're doin |
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And me, I'm the Extra Prolific, Whiz Kid |
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Y'all can't mess with this, leave it alone |
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Drop ya pen, it's time that we go on |
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Let us alone y'all, can't fade this |
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You know how we do it.. |
