[Opio]
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Understand this man is the grand-est
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The mighty dreaded, niggaz step and get beheaded
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Shredded, left a battered broken man
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Chosen hand busted from the tussle from the mic which I ignite
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Like a pyromaniac don't play me that's
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not recommended, you're winded your girl lays me back
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and I attack the twat viciously
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Got it twitchin, she's a bitch to the dopefiend beat
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Hope we meet in the next lifetime
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For the strife I'm, the nigga with the better rhyme
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Hoes think I'm adorable, MC's think I'm oracle
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Foolish mortal, I got the flows so call your crew
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And crush the earth's crust because I bust
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Thunderous, I'm breakin niggaz down to dust
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The rhyme sorceror forces you to shout my praises
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Phenomenal phrases hit you like exploding razors
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[A-Plus]
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Now who put the West up on the map?
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Perhaps you should run laps, you're wack with a stack of dumb raps
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Thumbtacks mark your headquarters
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You're dead when I slaughter, and now your head's leaking red water
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You shoulda been a donor, I'm prone to bone ya hoe
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Though she know I can flow, cuz I showed her
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And now she's up on my shit, I'm slick
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I rhyme quick, and I'm the shit, dick
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Hieroglyphics in the house like punishment
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Who is running shit, A-Plus is the one to get
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foul, if you think I'm flippin on the man with the skills
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Niggaz get the dills, still
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Hieroglyphics sound the lights, surround the mics
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I pound the lights cuz they haven't found the light
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But I never taught ya discipline, feel my fist again
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If it's in your face, get a taste, cuz you commit the sin
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[Del]
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MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations
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[Tajai]
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*singing* When Captain Tajai throws his weight it's hard
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The verbs they scourge I fly nerds while I be fine
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Put on your radar, I don't stay far
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That's why men are noid, I irritate like hemmaroids (ouch)
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You made the proper preperations, I still ate ya
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I hate ya, I rate the
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mindstate of niggaz that I'm greater, none of that later
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We can do this I wreck blocks like Brutus
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It's not a chore ta, make you come up shorter
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Cuz niggaz know I'm sure to serve without takin no orders
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So here's a tip from the hip to your dips
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Get with the man who rips, stop being stalled by them drips
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I'll do you swell, I got better aim than Willie Tell
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I rung so let me ring your bell
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DING-DONG! My sing song swells like a Samolian
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stuck in my pocket, I simply rock it
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[Casual]
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Call it splat on your face when you try to face the match
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You're tripping you're slipping you're sliding off my fly blend
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of wording, soon to be hurting, a nerd teen rabbit
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Peace to the niggaz who got my back and
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Everyone else can get the dills
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I hit your skills up, like my tag
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You rag and boast about your coast but it really don't phase me
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You're style's lazy, you must be drinkin that Crazy
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My thinking's phat and it pays me!
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Your days be decreasing be-cause we beats men
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I seen at least ten enemies daily!
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But what you'll get bold, and try to play me maybe that
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imbecile, while my bat, is sensible
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His brain I got ta beez giving niggaz lobotimes
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I trife with these, individuals criminals of my own rap
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On behalf of Phesto, I like to laugh
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[Del]
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MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
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MC's should know their limitations
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Yeah, now I got something to say, on the behalf of Hieroglyphics
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This the D-E-L, and umm, I'm sick of all you weak-ass
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booty-ass motherfucking rappers
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And uhh, next time I see you on the motherfucking street
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I'ma bust your motherfucking nose
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Uhh, fuck you!! Peace
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Limitations
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Souls of Mischief |