文本歌词

Interrogation - Souls of Mischief
Hieroglyphics baby
Yeah yeah
Yo we delicate precision I erect the prison
Make you respect the wisdom
Man I'm chillin' with these checks I'm gettin'
Cashola when I raps over tracks yo I mack
Just to break a ho back we spin that a** over
Stop hatin' before my dogs mash on ya
Niggas claimin' they ballers they can't even sack dosia
No model chicks just a trick some wack bova
No range rover just a moped and a crashed nova
Y'all speak hard but then you leave scarred
When you see my deep squad it mean you fi'n to meet god
Is you a retard it get heavy when pleas start
Snatch your weak broad then we playin' leapfrog
Yeah we sometimes explicit
Never complicit bust it
I gets busy usin' the arts of mystics
Break the sh*t down then I start to twist it
Blow it into the wind
When I touch the microphone it's a win-win situation
You placed in I'm goin' for the ball
It's all about concentration and placement
Boxin' niggas out rockin' any house
Any time any where any how ni**a feel me now
Phenomenon for the mash on the feminine
Off the sour mash cobwebs in my calabash
Blast on you scalawags
Then I'll blow up some power plants
Don't have to ask you yo how was that
Yeah we inter-continental
Multiple mentals possessive of all essentials
Movin' on you minstrels
Man this what we off in to
This what we was meant to do
Uh yeah we inter-continental
Ballistic missile
Melt bones flesh and gristle
Put away your pistol
Cause you gon' feel us when we hit you
Ni**a we the hiero crew marks
Ay
They ain't got the heart to battle us
Our challengers stay talentless
I'm imbalanced f**kin' funabulous
No need to counteract you counter-attack us you're kinda wack
Engaged in static with the lymphatic pimp at it
Large and the thought you was still swift at it rhythmatic
With hard sh*t
Wordsmith versatile while jewel of the nile style
'Ll get you buried
They see your picture when they get your obituary
You scary-a** low-class ho-a** ni**a
Broke-a** ni**a you don't know cash ni**a
Aw yeah
I'm like side street high speedin'
Sharp turnin'
Rack and pinion steering veerin' towards the curb
Police runnin' machine-gunnin'
Gasoline mark fuhrman start burnin' leave nothin'
No evidence just dead presidents
The fed's nemesis treacherous evil residents
Who got weapons with scopes on 'em op' squash it
They deep as the exorcist tryin' to cause a closed coffin
Man I'm on a mic show stoppin'
Like a loaned shotgun
The rest are so monotonous
Pseudo-scientific but you know hiero's infinite
F**k a diamond I dominate concentrate
Yeah we inter-continental
Meditated mind state balanced mental
Movin' on you minstrels
Mashin' on the instrumental
Man that's what we meant to do
Uh yeah we inter-continental
Ballistic missile
Melt bones flesh and gristle
You ain't fi'n to feel sh*t when we hit you
We into you this is the hiero crew marks
Yeah it's metal gear for the track layer
Sword blaze your vertebaes up
Swing my laser like a space-age sensei
The suckers sashe
Backfire on the messiah
It's quick draw
Rapid fire through your rap attire
I side-saddle ya
Sciatica straddle your automatics
Dazzled 'em with fabulous force that's haphazardous
Third-rail ya taggers with flow hell daggers
I nailed raymond you frail baggage
A stale package
Sharp hatchet here's Johnny
Lyrics rally
Draw down like salvador Dali
Out the drawer to the hollies
Snatchin' bodies clowns get cracked up at the colli
Like niggas tryin' to 720 wind mill into our alley
It was written in the stone tablets
Hieroglyphics rippin' microphones savage
Puttin' imperium on the map b**ch
Niggas be lettin' they lips flap
Speakin' on my crew in front the hoes
Dude what kinda sh*t's that
You bound to get slapped
Car-jacked and pistol smacked
And get your b**ch kidnapped
And I don't even get down like that
But word get around quick
Guess you wanna hear me spit some town sh*t
Nah I got a different style in the 99th percentile
While you tryin' to get down I been down with real niggas
That will make you wig-wiggle
While I'm gigglin' stickin' ya chick with the dill pickle
You feel that
We inter-continental
You corny niggas always tracin' usin' stencils
Mash you mentals
I hope you got full-dental
Ni**a this the hiero crew marks
Yeah we inter-continental
Ballistic missle
Melt bones flesh and gristle
Movin' on you minstrels
Mashin' on the instrumental
Ni**a this the hiero crew marks