Souls Of Mischief

Yeah
Yeah, y'all niggaz don't know nothin about this
What that nigga say? enrich oakland funk
Hah, gonna take that shit serious

(verse one: tajai)
Man f**k an mc
I got a tip that's fat and lengthy like a 40 pistol
For your missus, baby she'll do me 'fore you miss this
Sporty shit whips your man senseless
Them obese hits, with thick wrists, so spin them ten bits
And come up, like these sucker punks won't even run up
And speak, we the reason that your shit is called weak
And y'all our liveliehood, as long as it's understood
The crew be rippin this, and you be strippin this
Like it was hubs, why? because we cuttin them dubs
So f**kin fat, that you gotta bite that, we got it like that
I'm not no type actor hoopster singer or nuttin
We'll hook the track up, and I'll become the, decisive factor
Yeah!! .. y'all niggaz can't dream to think about this shit
You can bite it
But by that time it'll be too late 'cause it's already been recited
Come rip this shit

(verse two: del)
Ha ha ha ha!!
I try not to be, too tempermental
Everything I do yes it's true it's meant for mental renovation
With innovation laced it, embalmin fluid
Flew it through your speaker do it make you want to seek your soul
Like nat king cole, my shit is gold
I hold a pole of polarity, like a wand and fondle phrases
Ages, before you ever heard a lion roar
My minions were preparing for my birth to unearth the black core
The pearl of persistance to keep your interest
Keep evildoers outside with fences
I make my rhymes audible and portable and sort it for
The burst of energy 'cause it's affordable of course
There's more to throw, to the sharks, and modify the marks
Perhaps I use a parable of rosa parks, on the front of the bus
I don't discuss coming less than us
Dirty devils never ques-tion us!!

Yeah, hieroglyphics in the house, souls of mischief
Yeah check it out

(verse three: a-plus)
It's the grill buster, the ill plus-ter
My skills must abominate, niggaz who ain't rhymin great I debate
The situation's critical; the shit you say is pitiful
Your skill tank is empty and my shit is full
Went to school unleaded
No one in this world ever said it


Get beheaded by the crew dreaded, mc dicer, i'sa
Little bit wiser, but yo my shit is nicer
The ill price you pay is this, I slice mc's with my greatest hits
We take no shit in rap, that's it, you wack
So get your ass on, nigga bomb
Be in the cut 'fore I get my blast on
Nigga earl's how you're comin at me, so i'ma brandish mc's
Until they vanish with ease, causin damage with these
Yeah!!

Souls of mischief in the house
Hieroglyphics, opio come rip this shit for the crew

(verse four: opio)
Yeah, one two one two
Who me? ? yeah see I'm only out for one thing
Domination, encasin mc's chasing they dreams
Evaded and slipped clean through the system
Mauled shaken-up and touchy 'cause we dissed em
Bitch you need to listen to this one
The tension thickens, your heart rate quickens
Damn near beatin out your chest, ya can't predict what's next
I bet conviction is stressful, mc's that bite they wrestle
With the mic, all night, hopin to recite
Excite, captivate the crowd, make my momma proud, now
And forever will I drain, souls of mischief supreme
The crown tipped, to the side, you don't wanna collide
A landslide victory for the team they all died
Nigga, yeah, it's like that and-uh, it's like that and-uh
It's like that and-uh

(verse five: phesto)
A hieroglyphics yeah
Clearly distinguished from these incompetent niggaz
Playin possum with the mic, suckin peanuts
Tryin to be phes, freak it with a twist
But missed, by a long shot, I hope they all flop
I manipulate the mic as a concussive force
No remorse for, preluckin mc's
I couldn't be cut with, the keenest of blades
Holstering the limits of pressing in it, projecting my image
Like a hologram, reanimatin mc's
Shamrock deceased, base phes jus dissipated the rest
A waiting antihistamine is distressed and jaded
Phes escalated as the mack of all trades

Yeah, uh-huh
Souls of mischief, hieroglyphics, throw your hands in the air c'mon!
Yeah, you know we don't stop
Oakland california, hah

Lettin niggaz know!!

Repeated: Your shape be...

(Opio)
I got my eyes on you
Visor's cool
Ass be vast it's private school
Imagination pornographic
Memory is photographic why don't you
Turn around
Bend over so I can snag ya
Polariods
It's your camera
You's a freak
That don't matter
You can be yourself as ya
Spread 'em hold 'em squeeze 'em lick 'em
Heart rate quicken
Salami stiffen
Never caught me slippin'
I get all up in 'em bras
I'm rippin' all these girls are gettin' tossed
Gettin' lost
In a frenzy it's all flimsy (-ex on Remy?)
Genuinely melo-drab
Killer crabs
Recipe for mischief
When I hit it
Standin' up in the doorway
Skip the foreplay
Fuck what the landlord say
I'm straight shake rattle rollin' you controllin' your shake.

(A-Plus)
If it was up to Plus
Every girl would be voluptuous
With some D double cups
Yeah them double cups they wonderful
Say baby won't you take me to your bungalo on the under though
We don't want no one to know how the slumber go
I got a blunt to blow
If you don't smoke then I'll take it facial
Angels done up and blessed you
Baby you somethin' special
Let me undress you
Baby go in your thong
Make me gain some extra weight cuz somethin' growin' is long for ya
& if your nasty I might even write a song for ya
& all the while I'm thinkin' in my head it's on nigga
Girl you so pretty & you got them tig old bitties I know
You fin a hit me when we rippin' in your city ain't ya

Repeated: Your shape be...

(Chorus: Tajai)
Touched insane deranged and such
But my mind still thinks in the clutch
You run up you get, touched
Molested marauded messed with
I'm charged with electric current
And burn'em so don't, touch
Gimme room to bloom or boom impending doom
Thoughts consume man I got that
Touched panache pizzaz
A feel for the real
Skill and lots of that
So I just build now

(Opio)
While you throwin' punchlines
I'm bustin' hot ones with rhymes (blow!)
Acupuncture smackin' damn nerds like heroine
Swimmin' with sharks I'm off the (Fairline?) Islands
They sense blood in they gills but a nigga will survive man
Automatic darts hypnotic talk
Alive and aware come prepared to collide you'se a dead man walkin'
And I'm the executioner connivin' like Lex Luthor
What they shootin' for?

(Tajai)
Man, I make these corny rappers respire
Break'em for their dapper atire
Then throw that ass in the fire
And ain't no use in askin' me why
FUCK YOU! that's my reply
Step back from the mike
Or I'm snatchin' your lives, right

(A-Plus)
Niggas be actin' like
They be rappin' tight, but they lost
Like in the black of night
Soon to be my sacrifice
Better be wary of the legendary
Cuz your spot at the cemetery isn't temporary
Have you shook up like kids who mention Carrie
Or Bloody Mary if you rappin' near me
Positively somethin' gon' happen really
I ain't got no back up in me
I stay managed
Wether you chill or pack a semi
You can't manage

(Phesto Dee)
We gargantuan killa tarantulas
Touch the inchangeable, Viagra flow, raw
Stronger then Niagra Falls
Max Julien backhand MCs and grab my balls
Hit'em with the black squad and crack your jaw

(A-Plus)
Now I'm a chastise you rap guys
With wack lies
Soundin' like you doin' smack lines
Claimin' it's your last time
We start a riot like Jamaicans over gas prices
That's why the mass like us
We them grass lighters

(Opio)
Niggas think I got punched by Rudduck
In the stomach the way I bust from the gut & get
G's by the hundred but
That don't matter (fool)
Cause niggas get millions
For shit I ain't feelin'
And that's why I'm building

(A-Plus)
Yeah
Absolutely, I be rappin' smoothly
If she actin' too keyed
I'm a snatch a groupie
Roll a phattie and have niggas sayin' that's a doozy (Daaam boy!)
And bring it to niggas who front like it's a action movie

(Opio)
Futuristic like Appleseed
Musical masterpiece
Freeze rappers like a tractor beam
Yeah, major league data swing
On the track queen rap sting
Who blasting
We pure to the last gene

(Tajai)
Weapon testin' with my 308 special
Runnin' up in your residences
Runnin' busters for their presidentials
In my sights I won't miss you
Once you gone I won't miss you
Livest nigga be a dead issue
Your flesh is just tissue for my talented talents to rip through
Physical enslaved to my imbalanced mental
My confidence is not confidential
So show deference for my skills diferential

(Phesto Dee)
Yeah I suffocate featherweight MC's never resucitate
Decimated easily as my voice fluctuated sentence structure
This critical juncture for you youngstas
Laser sharp hack ya, cut ya, acupuncture
Play my clutch Midas touch press the gas and light the dutch up
My candy gloss touch ya
Eurethane is such a
Blood rushin' display of luxury and immerse ya
Submerge ya beyond the verge of word perfection

(Tajai)
Yo these niggas out a pocket I cold
Cock'em and cock at their nose
Stopping their comment just for haulin' that garbage
My flow, shockin' and suckers with no
Stoppin' a racket
If you fi'n to talk about it
Be about it or get rowdy

(Phesto Dee)
I spit that
Liquid detergent
Game like George Gervin
Ice water
Under pressure operate like Julius Erving
The surgeon, hovercraft percusion
With spontaneous combustion
highly flammable magma through the mouth

(Chorus: Tajai)x2
I am
Touched, unsane, deranged and such
But my mind still clicks in the clutch
You run up you get, touched
Molested marauded messed with
I'm charged with electric current
And burn 'em so don't, touch
Gimme room to bloom or boom impending doom
Thoughts consume man I got that
Touch, a feel for the real panache, pizzaz
Skill and lots of that
So I just build now

(A-Plus: talking)
Get touched
I'm a touch you
For real
Think I'm playin'
All these fingers
'll Fuck you up
That's real

(Opio)
Rap slash out these battleship torpedoes that'll rip through
Your fragile ego, ransack your evil empire like I was Genghis
The con artist, fiendish, on target, laser beam shift
Trackin' your movements like the Pentagon
Disarm the meanest lookin' studio prankster
Endangered, we airborne rangers with the broken language
Absorbin' blows then regain my strength (What?)
The Chinese connection game of death
You might see me in the reflection in the chain on his neck
Controllin' these mikes while he aimin' his Tec
Coward breakin' a sweat
Steady shakin' his shit
Couldn't even hold it still cuz his hands was all wet
Said we a threat cuz we the heaviest
And with a (strobe?) blockin' his progress you'll never be fresh
You can't murdalize a survivalist
Fool we thrive on this shit, the third eye is too swift

(Tajai)
All we gotta do is provide the music, uh
Don't need a Lac on Deez to make your bitch hop on my lap
And lap on these, lavishin' please don't tease
To all these way-below-average MCs
You gon' stay below, don't wish, that's just how it's gon' be
My style is on levels unattainable, recyclable and reusable
But not biodegradable so don't confuse 'em
They last eternal, evil gas that's acid turned
When I spit it, unmatched fashion over da riddim
Unabashedly, leave sights on the extreme sides of gassing
Mike mastery, necessary steps to make you genuflect
I reflect the genuine and accept
Nothing less than your respect in excess
I wasn't expecting the success that I met
When I grabbed my shit and left command
Won't let it get too ahead, I got a check on that
Check your spice rack, it's certain elements you lack

(Tajai & Opio)
We combust when we contact
Come correct with the contract
Show respect when we stomp packs
Been prepped for the combat
Got the specs of your launchpad
Snatch ya bitch when we rock that
Interception, she out back
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac
Take her back, we don't want that, no not that

(A-Plus)
I don't rap for the money but I'm lovin' that it pays well
Sometimes I kick a strange tale, make your brain swell
Souls tighter than lifers sittin' in the same cell
I never listen to the drama that a dame sell
I'm tryin' to make that mail so I soaked the game well
I know the spell from the rattle of a snake's tail
When a hard nigga spray, and the enemy's layin' pale
I'm with a female, that was waitin', make her exhale I'm Double
X-L like the magazine &
And fuck the drug but I can show you what a rappin' fiend is
Perhaps my team is NOT the type to act the meanest
But on my birth, you're just a falling Earth,
You gettin smacked to Venus
Dicks are jackin' the penis so your label accept
Cuz you ain't able to rap or able to wreck
I'm claimin' respect with rappin' that'll strangle your neck
Claim you're a vet but still I'm makin you jet, shakin' the set

(Phesto Dee)
I'm ubiquitous on three hundred and fifty cubic inches
Of horse-powered fuel injection, positive traction
Throttlin' action, my prerogative's idlin'
Mind bogglin' speed tobogganin' streets of Oakland
With English on English, the kingpin
Swingin' like Charlie Mingus,
High-wire torch-swallowin' spine tinglin'
Break your vertebraes with permanent tourniquettes
Firm burn your sternum like nerve gas and germ, warfare
Hor, d'oerve ya serve ya Sequoia Heights is sterling
Vintage, coinage of terms eccentric
Circumventin' the industry
While your fate remains in the chains of imagery portrayed
In mass media hype, we smash media rights through mikes
Crash through the core at the speed of the light
I'm (Rianiti?) on ice, graffiti on mikes
The beaters are white, forever sweet and precise for me to ignite

(Tajai & Opio)
UH!
We combust when we contact
So come correct with the contract
Show respect when we stomp packs
We been prepped for the combat
Got the specs of your launchpad
Snatch ya bitch when we rock that
Interception, she out back
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac
Take her back, we don't want that, no not that
Never that

We combust when we contact
So come correct with the contract
Show respect when we stomp packs
We been prepped for the combat
Got the specs of your launchpad
Snatch ya bitch when we rock that
Interception, she out back
Undressed off the twomp sack, blessed off the cognac
Take her back, we don't want that, no not that, uh

(Opio)
I'm so hard headed, I never listen
That's why I cut class everyday it felt like prison
Poppin' at your ex-girlfriend in detention
Tossed her in the library got my duck sick then
The next day I was jalapeno dick pissin'
Raw (that need?) the vixen on a suicide mission
Bad bussiness the pussy had me mystified
Couldn't trust her but I risked my life
Bad business my dog as my witness
Tried to act church girl religious
She had a hit list
Bad business lucky what if syphillis
Or the monster
What you got that all for a boo?

(Phesto Dee)
That's bad business
Spendin' all your time wastin' your time
That's bad bidness that's bad bidness
Yeah what do we have behind curtain
Number three, ghetto fantasy
Young buck sixteen, in a state of emergency
Got you thrown in juvenile hall
Cause you toss a marked car it's stupid
Fit out a Lakeshore
But you wanna bounce over the hill to thirteen?
That's bad bidness
Ten dollar genocide is senseless
You wanna be a pharmacist?
All you doin' is harming us
What about Paris Robinson
Medgar Evers and Huey
They kicked you out of Oakland High
Now you cuttin' up your doobie
You'll be the butt of a few jokes
Like Joey Buttafuoco, don't goof up
And let your youth go lil' bro
That's bad business

(SOM)
It's like that huh
Mind your business
Man these niggas be foolish
Trippin'
Mind your business
Slippin'
Mind your business
What's that white shit
You puttin' that in the joint
Mind your business
Aw this nigga's a fiend
Slippin'
Mind your business
Trippin'
Mind your business

(A-Plus)
Yo, yo now
You sold some kid a O-Z
But it was only, 24 g's
You think that just cause you a O.G.
You can short the youngstas
But who's this fist clinched
With a gat pointed at you damn dude that's bad business
You rollin' with your homie Johnny
In a stolen Mobby
You lookin' slow and groggy
Man get your folks some coffee
You prob'ly ain't trippin' cause you off weed
Then he speed crash now your ass got a broken body
That's bad bidness
Messin' with women with mental problems
Two of my homies got killed like that
They up in some coffins
Stabbed in they sleep
That shit is deep
Prob'ly just got done waxin' they freaks
Peep that's bad business

(Tajai)
When your mind is occupied with thoughts
Of misdeeds hopin' you don't get caught
That's bad business
When the truth is obscured
Made impure
The speakers of it aren't sure anymore
That's bad business
When promises are made that you have to break
Spoken in vain for accolades
That's bad business
When you accept a wrong
Instead of correct a wrong
That shit ain't to be slept upon
That's bad business
When ain't no one in the world
You can call a friend
Cuz you done screwed
All of them
That's bad business
When you look into your own eyes
and recognize you've become all that you despise
That's bad business

(SOM)
How much you pay man?
Mind your business
Man these niggas are new
Trippin'
Slippin'
Mind your business
Slippin'
Mind your business
Hey, when'd you get out
Wait, I thought y'all got five years
Mind your business
Man this nigga's a snitch
Trippin'
Mind your business
Somebody's gon' get him
Somebody's gonna get that motherfucker
Mind your business
What you sellin' crack, nigga
Man that shit played out
Mind your business
Yeah this nigga right here is trippin'
Mind your business
Straight slippin'
Mind your business
You's a (futile?) puzzle flashin' tweakin'
Burpin' sighin' peekin'
Dude you're bad business
Man mind your business
Bad business
Fool mind your business

(SOM talking)

[A-Plus] Man it's time for us to come back around
[Phesto] Man what's up A-Plus?
[A-Plus] Nuttin Phesto, youknowhatI'm sayin?
It's been a while, we coulda dropped the old shit
a while ago and
[Phesto] Man
[A-Plus] Niggaz was lovin it, youknowhatI'msayin?
And a couple of niggaz made that they thing so
[Phesto] I feel you man, it's nineteen ninety-five
You know we gonna come like this, it's no man's land
[A-Plus] YouknowhatI'msayin? It's time to come anew
YouknowhatI'msayin? YouknowhatI'msayin?
Cause ahhh, I'm bout to make my money yeahhh
And I know youse gonna make yours
[Phesto] Ohh yeah, ohh yeah
[A-Plus] Ya know, cuz niggaz ain't lavish
[Phesto] Un-uhh
[A-Plus] Niggaz ain't rich nigga
[Phesto] Nah, nah
[A-Plus] I, I be with those, my same potnahs
And when I'm rich I'ma be with them too
[Phesto] Ohh yeah, but I'm tryin to clock some scrilla you know?
[A-Plus] Some major shit, and uhh, about these other niggaz
Player hatin, talkin down and shit
YouknowhatI'msayin? Make your money
Don't trip off me, I'm tryin ta make mine
[Phesto] Man we comin fat forever, you know
[A-Plus] Ay Phes, you know
[Phesto] Don't even doubt it, don't even doubt it
[A-Plus] It's just natural Phes, it's natural
[Phesto] That's how we do it over on this side
Oakland, Cali-forn-ia
[A-Plus] East side nigga, the real Death Valley nigga
[Phesto] Don't trip, don't...

Verse one: phesto

Redirect your motivation, while we collect the dough forsaken
Making a mockery of you mc's, we grimace malicious parodies
You're finished, allowing you to win is just not in us
That's horrendous just replenish apprentice retract all
The wack 'fore you niggaz get blackballed, you're small
And we make a spectacle of y'all withdrawal
Punk contention bitten for attention
Souls of mischief your worst, enemies, your energy's
Wasted, disintegrated, you'll be incinerated
By the innovative when I'm stimulated come pale
To embellish I relish mc's overzealous who fail us
Time will tell us, emulating recreation is colorless
Frontin like they on some other shit
Developing discover this irrelevant to wack intact exact
Well I belittle mc's, and hold no reefer
But sho don't sleep I'm out

Verse two: tajai

We the fruits of rotten seeds, nowadays it's bout greed
That's the policy, get from me, so I grab all I see
And after that we out, in a trail of laughter
Raps and doubtless claims of standards upheld and maintained
This ain't no, flash in the pan shit, just sell it and fade to nada
Or dance hits to propel, a major knot up in my billfold
One day I got up and I willed no rapper greater
They fake and still doze and act like they young as f**k
Hollerin about the niggaz they buck
Fallin out the windows made up like hoes if they get bucked
Lesson utmost, japanitos to one broke
Who have an ego, or fade you like vita largo
Damn where did he go? sucker felt the evil I know, word
Casino, I ant that ass like zebra skins
Fidos keepin pins and needles
Whether you tread or rest your head until ya
Succumb to the voice that's deep within, you should know

Chorus:

It's time to let the weak shit go, no more
And if you with us, hoe hoe!!!
You should know, it's time to let that wack shit go, no more
And if you with us, hoe hoe!!!

Verse three: opio

They say I'm too posessive, agressive
I make a mess of mc's depress em, plessin em
The west eclipse the rest, suggestions, to the ones in my profession
Testin, congestin, the mic doin impressions


Souls of mischief make em all fall in succession
If you're pressin luck self destruct
I'm vindictive, so descriptive
Intriguing on the mic, we don't see things alike
I strike at breakneck speeds and leave you think twice
'fore I sink ice cold lyrics and you're sliced
Through the mirror and it's right to the center
Where it hurts, convert
Reconsider the bitter, consequences
You're defenseless against us, you go berzerk
Ingesting mc's like clockwork, when I rock
Murderous rhymes one time for your mind
And drop dimes for them niggaz who don't get live

Verse four: a-plus

I reduce you to dust piles
Plus styles'll crush smiles, seducing women til they bust out
Of they garments, always give the crowd what they wanted
I rock the mic and now, they don't want you on it
So I own it, I make my grip tight
It's like I'm nuttin nice when I'm writing rhymes to cut and slice men
You wouldn't, I win every time that we clash
I will surpass ya, a-plus a known flasher
Rhyme if you wanna, it makes no difference
Cause you still gonna die, youse a goner
You shouldn't even try, why was you on the
Mic in the first place
You even chose tbe track, see yousa nigga with the worst taste
I make you niggaz disperse with haste
My tape first with bass hurts your face we curse the fates
I think that I should be your human idol
Makin mc's suicidal when they lose they title

Chorus: repeat 2x

Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go
No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe!!
Now you should know, you need to let that wack shit go
No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe!!

Yeah, souls of mischief in the house like that
Souls of mischief rock the house
My man big domino, yeah yeah
Big casual, yeah yeah
...
Pep love
Can't forget jay-biz
Westbound, north side, like that
...
Hieroglyphics in the house
Let that wack shit go

(Opio)
Remember Tabitha Smith
That's been my hard on since the fifth grade
Used to tell me nigga get paid
So we could be chillin'
Knew she'd be a millionaire
Feelin' 'em squares, stayin' up late
Doing her homework
Till he bones hurt
Solid as steel
Real as a day of atonement
Never live for the moment
That's why suckers they couldn't bone shit
Fool that body's a temple
Plus her older brothers just might lynch you
If you slippin'
Dreams of tinted windows in a benz-o
Graduated valedictorian, still smokin' indo
She was a whiz though
And I admire it
Finished up grad school
Now she mob a jaguar too
She never led she'd get maniacal
Kept her eyes on true ambition
That's how she livin' fat
Educated herself
Now she in a rack with six figures
Stacks of cashola I told her

Chorus (Opio):

Stay hustlin'
Watch for your enemies
Fool don't sneeze
You might blink for a second
Stay alert they like green berets
Checkin' your traps
With impeccable accuracy
Know where you at & where you be

(A-Plus)
Now everybody is a victim
If he a idiot I probably got a problem with him
About these women and that (pollyin'?) to get 'em
Maybe end up sorry that you hit 'em
Oh you was trickin' now a part of you is with 'em
I know plenty of those travel many roads
Went to extremes to receive every penny owed
Hella niggas be petty though
They eyes give 'em open and their actions let me know
So why give a fuck
All them answers lead to more questions
And if you're guessin' you's a poor specimen
More death to them
My demeanor changes
When I see the stages
Of a nigga schemin' before I beat him like Peter Gages
I listen to many morons, Let 'em go on
Wonder why they talk for so long they be like so on and so on
I examine who and what I think I know
Everybody's a victim is what I'm peepin' though, so
I hustle with friends
Even tussle with them
I ain't knowin' nothin' but them
Toughen the skin ha ha
Now it's all about your work ethic
In a word check it
In a word check it

Extended Chorus

(Opio)
Stay hustlin'
Watch for your enemies
Fool don't sneeze
You might blink for a second
Stay alert they like green berets
Checkin' your traps
With impeccable accuracy
Know where you at & where you be
Back to the scene of the crime with rubber gloves on
Tryin' to expose the cover up but there was none
So when the fuzz come
We say what's up to 'em
Cuz we untouchable & give a fuck

(Tajai)
V-12 pushin' like 80
Super sounds of Coltrane stainless
So I don't hydroplane
I kiss my lady and my baby
Told 'em things gon' be straight
Hopped out at the hospital gate
Now I'm a little late
But that can mean everything
Got an urgent page
Jetstream to the scene
Mask & gloves plus (D green?) scrubs
Open you up for the peaking
Grab my instruments and start tweaking this and that
Then stitch you back to near perfection
Avoiding all complications and infections
My occupation, the culmination of strenuous concentration
Lots of lonely contemplation
No time for impatience when you dream makin'
My reward is smiling faces on all my patients
Mobility, ability, to make changes
In a community ravaged by the savage collaborations
Of racists, but y'all can't say shit
I'm a hustle till I drop one day may save your kids

Extended Chorus 2x

Repeated:
Stay hustlin, what

1x:
Legalize hustlin'
Yeah
Watch for your enemies
Fool don't sneeze

(Opio)

I can't escape my thoughts,
my mind spirals until the vinyl stops,
hoot and survive the rock.
Inspired by the biters who try us on for size
disguised as rappez, but the lyrics are to massive.
My syle has elasticity,
I bounce back and take a new shape,
you can't get with me.
A true writer,
my brain has the capacity,
to outlast mc's.
They reach inside of themselves a vast empty space,
they'll never taste victory.
I'm sick of these fake ass niggaz
they all some bitches.
I kick rhymes enriching Hip-Hop, with A-plus on my back we shock the
world.

(Bridge)

(A-plus) Gonna shock the world...Gonna shock the world

(Tajai) Whatcha say now.

(A-plus) Opio gonna shock the world, A-plus gonna shock the world

(Tajai) Watcha say,

(ALL) Souls Of Mischief in tha House.

(A-plus)

A-plus without a doubt for real,
if you without the skill to turn it out
get your ass the cuttin'.
You steady caught in your frontin'
and y'all can keep on bluffin' but I gotta little somethin'.
You ain't know what I got.
Who do you think this is,
when I rhyme I'm like like your daddy whoopin' on one of my kids.
Look at this,
another crew that's caught up in mix.
Hieroglyphics turn it out.
And now we all up in your shit.
It's
perfectly calculted,
exceptionally rated,
people be talkin' but I don't trip and I know they hated.
But I be mindin' my business
and as Ty as my witness,
we won't die before we get these meal tickets.
Now I'm a let you know how It's gonna go fo sho.
I stack doe, unveil the mack show.
And that's no problem,
you got a crew go call em
tell him withdraw cause we know that they ain't really (  ? ),
come on y'all.

(Phesto)

We strictly satisfaction
if they givin' up action,
ain't a minute for slack, cause time is money baby.
I can' thold it back,
word to many stacs, Jocci,
J-Biz we grippin' Martini & Rossi,
niggaz gainin' no speed,
smokin' ashphalt no Ty weed,
straight Oakland style with the hash block,
cash knots in my pocket would knock to blast.
I put the e-q to ten,
reminisin' about the hoes lastnight.
Waitin' for this fool to bend a coner,
a partner hit the gas like a champ, Bumpin' this...
victory drums and that phat ass base line hummin'.
Thinkin' about comin' up before the summer hit.
Then bubblin' around my shit for doublin' shows,
so promoters sold us more then four biggies with hos.
And hourglass shapes for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
diamonds around my wrist is bliss,
it's like this y'all.

(Tajai)

Punks perpetrate that rudeboy,
I roll with Hiero...glypics here to make the bump circulate.
Sous Of Mischief man you no we comin' for you with Foldger's,
keepin' flows up until they smolder and eventually crackle.
Like you mentally in the back of your mind,
you hear that fiendish cackle of mine,
I've seen it many times.
And I'm a say it again but remain unseen,
cause y'all niggaz be sweatin'
constantly remindin' me.
I live amongst thieves who will bite these,
but still they rhymes be spindly weight defficient.
I leave them shorter then Viscious,
cause them are weak,
cause I gots to pull they hem up it's also known the way I
do it just watch,
get shot.
It's all about the body rock, it don't stop y'all.

A-Plus:

I started writin' rhymes in 1982, I was 8
My only brother used to let me hear his Too-Short tapes "Beeitch"
Sugarhill and Spoonie G was with me
'Bout anything I could I get was non-stop in my cassette
Or on my phonograph
But in 94 I gotta hold my laugh in
I be cappin' on this wave of overnight rappin'
How dare you defy me, you're tiny
Writtin' your first raps in 1990
Ya blimey behind me
I did so many phuckin' shows for no cash
Why you wanna dis a player?
'Cause you're slow and I'm fast
To blast fast raps through the mass
To surpass, you an ass
Why dis a nigga 'cause he makin' his cash

Tajai:

Do it like that
Since I was fresh off the tit my tat
For word player match rap had nourished
Straight from back and the present fressin'
On the irreverent just hatched
Fledglin' sap peddlin'
Give me some tracks pal and I'll rap now
Section of the... populations
Plus the ones on the idiot box
Showin' it pays to be a busta, tittes and cocks
Exposin' we all slows a hustlas glocks samo
No love for any muthaphucka
Is that real of fiction?
Made for TV reels, depictions
Of the life you're wishin'
To lead or led before you grab the mic
Hieroglyphics like 3 to your head
Ignite to all
You besta pray you stay on

(CHORUS:) (3X)
"You wanna be fresh, We aint tryin' to be fresh,
We aint never be fresh(dope dope)"

Opio:

I used ta envision the mic in my hand
Rockin' shows, avoidin' the gold diggas
Had it all planned out
On a collision course to fail no doubt
The non-believers said " Them niggas aint makin no clout"
Now its about pounds and peace signs since we gotta contract
We tracked through the bullshit
Adaptin' to rappin' and act
Sacraficial MC's believe
Souls of Mischief strap em down to recieve tey blessin'
Through the chest n' out the back
Like that, they sly with your title in tact
Hieroglyphics causin' chain reactions, back den
Y'all niggas wasn't rhymin' but now its the trend

Phesto:

So just blend
With a mask galvanised
But my style disguises pseudo MC's
Plastic over mastic bitin'
Holdin' your tongues
While amongst a soul searches
Sarcastic when you was askin'
Was we cashin' in
On all this rappin'
Inquirin' who wasn't aspirin'
To be a nothing now desirin'
Opposition 'cause conspirin'
Sitched to hip-hop YEAH
Its funny mo' niggas know me better than ever
Mo' niggas see me actin' like they don't know me than ever
I never... waste my time
To refresh they memmories
I'm in the breeze, controlin' MC's
Like machines
Cybernetic, psychokenetic
Souls of Mischief sees the mic
Then we shred it like this

(Chorus then fade out)

(phesto dee)
Master of emcee slave trade
Pullin' chief executive chains on his muppets
The prime minister of shattered dreams
For these young black kids
Itchin' for this rap status
But he never could add up these b-boy mathematics
His pragmatic toys made him money magnetic
The abrasive weight of his unevasive vendettas
Made him keep two barrettas with his industry contingents
Ninjas, paid protection and fringe benefits
He rolls from the stretch benz limited edition
Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen
Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette
And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death wish
Reckless manslaughter left him breathless
Mashed his chest it's a crash in the intersection
A fraction of a second
Spun out on the sidewalk
He couldn't pull his gun out
'cause instantly
He was f**ked in the industry

(opio)
Is it real or imagery?
Senseless acts of savagery
Could it be you got f**ked in the industry?
See it
You got f**ked in the industry

(chorus)
(tajai)
Cause niggas get off in this business
Tryin' to come up
Awestruck, starstruck
But you know how they end up
See it
You got f**ked in the industry
You know how they end up

(tajai)
Video queen type for whom you's feen
Appeared in many scenes
Fulfilling her childhood dreams
Got involved with this hardcore mc
Said she like to kick it and hang 'cause he
Kept her clean
Expensive thangs, european names
Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she
Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game
Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket to fame
But little did she know there was truth to what he's sayin'
'bout how he made his livin' sellin' crack cocaine
'bout how he put caps in all his enemies brains
I guess he missed the two that came checkin' for change
Didn't hear his pits squeal necks broke on choke chains


Baskin' in the glow of f**k faces they just exchange
Maxin' in his home, coolin' out just relaxin'
Niggas busted and cappin' while she was in between his
Satins and intravenous
Drip her failing heart rate blip
And the bloody mattress
The sole legacy of this budding actress
Coroner lights and cops cameras followed the action
I wasn't surprise but rather saddened when it happened

(tajai)
Cause niggas get off in this business tryin' to come up
Awestruck, start struck
But you now how they end up

(opio)
The devious life you get touched
See it
But you know how they end up

(opio)
Down in san diego at the gavin
I seen a hip-hop journalist get stabbed
That shit was savage
Caught him in the stomach with about four inches
Slapped him in his face relentless
And pulled out some big shit
He said look homie, you don't know me
Put the gat to his head calm and slowly
The journalist screamin' and cryin' scared of dyin'
Dude mashed him in his jaw with the barrel
Told him stop lyin'
Picked him up off his knees with ease
I thought he might squeeze
'til I heard the police yellin' freeze!
He reached for the heavens
Eleven cops put his head in a (shuminumaki? )
Blood on the concrete
That's when I peeped dude that shanked him was a rapper
Hot cause his name got slandered
Locked in a metal case for over a decade
He thought he was invincible
But now he wish that day never happened
Askin' his God for forgiveness
Purgin' is harder than vengeance tryin' to end this nightmare
The industry clockwork oranged his whole shit
And warped his brain until he flipped out

Is that what is about
You talk too much you got a gun in your mouth
Talkin' big when you little man they called you out
Shoulda kept your shit shut
Cause you know how they end up

(chorus)

Yeah, huh
It's kinda hot up in here, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Why don'tcha sit down?
What? Oh, nah nah nah nah
What's this?
Oh this is just a little beat by Opio, yaknowhatI'msayin
A little tape of somethin
Where's Opio?
Oh Op, I think he went to his room, he was kinda tired or somethin
Why'd he cut off his dreads?
Aww he was sick of them fools always askin him about them
Ohh Phes? I think he dissapeared after the show
Man I ain't seen him since
Where's A-Plus?
A-Plus man... you know he off on some mission
My friend's boo with him
Oh for real? Ahh well I don't know about that
But now, is that your ID?
Yeah
Let me see it
Naw
Ahh c'mon let me see it
Naw
Let me see it!
I'm of age
Oh oh aight
*knock at the door*
Oh man, what the fuck is it man?
I hope it's not some jerky ass niggaz, hold on for a sec
OK
*door opens, Souls enter*

Yo what's happenin?
Ahh whassup? Whassup y'all? How y'all feelin?
Hey this is fat and we got a twelve cents kids
Yo straight chronic, straight chronic, bido, what's up?
Hey nigga, another time nigga
Nigga this hip-hop, this real
Hey y'all didn't go the show?
This is to the heart!
Hey I got a girl up in here
Man fuck that bitch!
Yo calm down calm down
This is hip-hop!!
You understand what I'm sayin?
You ain't real, what we can't get no freestyles?
You ain't real, yo y'all made it now
Yo y'all can't speak to your man now
Hey, I'ma have to bid y'all goodnight man
Hey FUCK you!
Aight y'all, aight y'all, aight y'all
Y'all stay up, aight
Man fuck that, fuck that man!
*door slams*
Damn... but now what was I sayin baby?

(SOM)
Last night!

(A-Plus)
Was incredible, unforgetable
Seen some ass MC's
Had to let'em know

Last night!

(Tajai)
Had put my thang down
Got my thang on
Did my thug thang
It wasn't a thang wrong

Last night!

(Opio)
I thought it was just my mic level
I can't hear myself & Plus turn up the echo

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
I took a five hour plane flight
Spittin' at my homegirl via satellite

Last night!

(A-Plus)
Idea was top the secret
And you wouldn't belive it unless you peeped it
She was off the chain, all-terrain
All insane alcohol stalled her brain
Last night I caught the right weed
Had my body slow-mo but thoughts at light speed (last night!)
Was a long one I was on one, a strong one
Smoke it 'til it's all done

Last night!

(Opio)
We out we out we out
Forty miles over the speed limit
On target like a bullet to the knees
From the SWAT team when I'm
Shootin' these in 'em
Trigger kamikaze but two shots are hidden then
Step into the station (Pass A-Plea the venom)
So we can take a sip and let the poison get in 'em
Ink off the mic like a vortex without a bitch or a Lex
I get more affection
Payin' no attention cause I learned my lesson
Cold hearted bitterness so I never sweat them (last night!)
Starstruck the Hollywood hoes in action
Master your high watch out they backstabbin'

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
Chillin' where the city lights flash bright
Burning rubber in a riddle livin' in the fast life
That's right
I saw the last of my ID's
One too many a dem Long Island ice teas
Act right
You thought you was the life of the party
Feelin' light hearted off the lime and Bacardi (last night!)
I seen your girl at a red light
Too conditioned for your highness but we did it all night

Last night!

(Tajai)
Last night I spend my whole night out
Met some hoes outta fest for low riders
Mind hunters, lip gloss shine & hypnotizin' minor men
And like a fool I invite 'em into my ride
When we was already high but with tequila sunrises
Jack & mai tais
It was all over
Wished I stayed sober cause I don't know what
Happened and niggas keep on laughing (last night!)
Oh that's right
You was poppin' at the cutie with the big backside

Last night!

(A-Plus)
Yeah I was watchin' movies on my sofa
Knowin' Susie'd soon be comin' over

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
I cracked a cold one
Then I smoked some but lost a whole bunch

Last night!

(Opio)
We lit up the premium blend
Hit it again and again and make the world spin

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
I rolled across the Golden Gate Bridge
Headed for the O with Pep and Jay-Biz

Last night!

(Opio)
I got paid before and laid after
(Up in?) the mic and broke bread at the tabernacle

Last night!

(A-Plus)
I'm sleepin' from drinkin' too early in the evenin'
And Hennessy had me hurlin' and heavin'

Last night!

(Tajai)
Last night I broke on through to that side
Party til my body capsized

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
I saw the (locs plus it's off the tushes?)
Lookin' voluptuous in capri's and petal pushers
Hair brushes had us watchin' for the black and whites
Evadin' the sobriety checks and spotlights

Last night!

(A-Plus)
I smoked a bomb sack facial
Then I got a call from this girl I hate bro (what?)
She said I'm comin' by don't think that I'm a H-O
I'm thinkin' how you know I was on the eighth floor?

Last night!

(Tajai)
Last night was scorchin', blazin'
An overload of endorphins
This motorola is just torchin'
Act like I be actin' brazen
A'k the ladies
I may push it but don't force it

Last night!

(Opio)
This way configurate when we skate in a caravan
Kickin' up dust and disappear in a sand storm
Mash on the gas aim direct and escape
To the next experience we do it heavyweight

Lat night!

(A-Plus)
Got pulled over by the po-pers
Wasn't sober they let me go but they took all of my dosia

Last night!

(Phesto Dee)
We was compact deep in the backseat
Goin' tone deaf from distorted fifteens

Last night!

(Opio)
Check it out they was movin' too slow
I was in the fast lane with the cruise control

Last night!

(Tajai)
If you missed us catch us next time we ride
Cuz you know we do it right

Last night!

(A-Plus)
We meditate, we meditate to educate
Educate we meditate to elevate

(A-Plus)
Now it's the rhyme ripper fittin' to split ya
Spine to your liver
Flash like a line sniffer I'm swifter
Than Michael Jordan snortin' some speed
And I'll give ya
Much more than you need yo fly nigga
Scorin' the weed sticky green'll make me high quicker
Twistin' it and mixin' it with Bacardi lime liquor
Beligerent kickin' it with (tati on?) the time ticker
You could be a dyin' man with a mic but I'm sicker
You rhyme wack as I bust like Leon Isaac
Makin' peons slide back
That don't be on the right track, we way off
So now they stay soft like impotence
But I say naw, I'd rather stay raw
Magnificent rippin' it
Givin' it all I can though
Plus I handle devious scandals
MISCHIEVOUS COMMANDO!!
Luchini like Camp Lo
Wreckin' the beats
Gettin embassy's executive cheese

(Phesto Dee)
I'm the loose cannon aid on deck
Detonate in a millisec
Covered in a blackened silloutte
And still reflects enough light
To shatter your body like a pinyata
Bobofet or
Jim Cata doin' lyrical kapoeta
The net to netta
Smokin' purple fibers off the hedges
Till it's resin
And pledge allegiance
To the essence
Confront Phes rock
Ever present with hesitance
My tongue twistin' tornadoes
Never miss your residence
You cackling cacophonies
Me and the mike is holy matrimony
Tackling your phony flow matrix
You couldn't absorb or deflect the impact
With roll cages
The soul aces
Take you to that oasis

(Chorus)
(A-Plus)

We meditate to educate
Make my mind luminous
Avoid the tricky and the ruth-eless
Movin' swift
The juggernaut force
We maneuver this rap game
What the bumboclat
Woman act strange
And get tipsy off the fat chain,
Nigga splurgin' at the bar and thinkin' that's game
Till they get you for your Chevy
Beamer/Ac/Range
If you lack
Lack brains
The facts
The facts change

(Tajai)
Latch onto my concept
In the context of conquest
I capture, your conscience
Move upon you with logic
But it's so deep up in ya
Ain't no way you fittin' to dislodge that
I mean way up in ya
Bend your mind like a fender
How the (bought?) of my new agenda
My deluge of lewd yet shrewd mental food will wet you
And your crew
So eschew from testin' my standard issue
Let alone the cannons and missles for heavy damage aimed at those
Grandstanding with petty anti-antics
Can't match those, handcrafted by my many mechanics
Who's skills run the gamut who will run the planet
Any time I exert my will it's outstandin'
To the point where you gotta hand it or hate and be mad
It don't matter to me
Over a bed of fresh beats its style au natural with no additives

(Opio)
Even if you brandishing guns and break laws
I make you let the pistol go and praise God
A dynamo
Shinin' on the mike like a quasar
They can't infiltrate the steel cage brain star
I'm feelin' blood hounds all on my trail
Like my lyrics was peruvian candy
Not a fugitive
Truly expanding minds with rhymes with the family
Who be gettin' higher than the Andes
The way I plant seeds deep in the underground
Make the thunderous pound to get your heart pumpin'
Spark up the kryptonite
People gettin' lit tonite
Indica-like, to try to simplify try

Chorus:X2

(Opio: talking)
We meditate, to educate, educate
We meditate, to educate, to educate
We meditate, meditate to educate
We meditate, to educate, elevate
We meditate, to educate, elevate
We meditate, to educate
We meditate, to educate
Make my mind luminous
Yeah!

(Peplove talkin')

(Opio)
MC's they diss but want to be subtle
what can I say to disgruntle
Heiroglyphics but then the rebuttle
that's trouble
don't want to get caught stuck on the mic
I know what it's like
I seen some niggas be victims last night
a pitiful sight
all four of them, they tight
..(Phesto) Disguise it between the lines, man, it'll be
aight...
write rhymes in the limelight
can't afford excitement
gotta be careful
down low when I recite it

(Phesto)
Cause you niggas are weak
immune to freakin shit surpressed 'em
quarrenteened to malpractice
but mics you need to be arrested
bribery, for your recitals that suck
dick infested, with your misconceptions
you can duck, the mic with digress and babblin'
disestablishin' the fact ya wack ass backwards destined
unimpressive, much too lacking, you divulgin'
exposin'... ya posin'
comin from no new angles
the same flows that keep us dozin'

(Peplove talkin')

(Opio)
Got 'em terrified
let's clarify this shit, who bit
prepare to die for that _______
you crossed me you gets clips
sendin' 'em shockwaves
beatin his rhyme until it's concave
leavin' his nerves wracked, his eyes glazed
raisin em out the misconception
that you stepped in the right direction
Souls of Mischief is perfection
you need to miss this
cause we get down to business
MC's if you resent us when ya rock on the fenders(?)

(Phesto)
So why resist that we the best at... what we do
when ya'll are just decoration for the recreation
fakin MC's with blatent disregard for making the bump
my patience is up
resign Heiroglyphics devine, refined
you niggas need to find an assonine that's uninclined
to rhyme confined
to mindless behind a _______
and swift about a second, if in time trying to diss
just bow and scrape
cause Souls of Mischief whippin' niggas in shape

(Peplove talkin')

(Tajai)
I guess I'm good at the game of natural selectiveness
in the Wild Wild West
where the beats got wild wise
and niggas stayed down the streets from their grandmamas
hoppin with the three four fifty poppin in their ______ cause
that's how it goes, that's how it's gonna stay, rather toasty
nuthin' like my day, you don't say
I remember me, Snupe, ______, and Toure
all them for days
ready for the ______ and _______
with anyone who test
but let me tell ya somethin though ma-n
all that funkin' got is nuthin' but lumps and no pay
now my only lumps is sums
and the funk it just hums
out ya high flying ______
ya system is stupid dumb
a hint of wisdom come, each second ya grow
so rememberin some shit ya wish ya didn't know
like this, don't trust your bitch
cause she's here with me
just a skip to the rarity and bust a skit

(Peplove talkin')

(A-Plus)
Hold up, I wanna explain
you wack and shit
you lack the gift
I wanna smack you kid
because the fact you did
an unforgivable crime, wanting to rhyme
against the smooth master
I move faster, my crew'll blast ya
and I bet you thought you gets no I see you (?)
don't even entertain the thought that I'd be through slicin'
you
see a nigga like me constructs lines to buck minds
you can't corrupt minds
I'm givin these niggas tough times
I'm above crimes
with "I don't give a fuck" rhymes
niggas love mine
MC's see me as unkind
with their dumb rhymes
I can find and track black
leave them standin' frozen
people say A-Plus that man is chosen
I'm the man with hoes and cash
fast, to catch ya dozin
there's no gimmicks, no ego trippin'
no backwards flows and
there's no fuckin' whistle
Souls of Mischief is destruction
easily destruct your facial tissue
Heiroglyphics, never late to diss you

(Peplove talkin')

(Opio)
First of all, for you pussies
don't take it personal
SOM is versatile
that is irreversible
I never submerge this style
I break em down (?)
while you were still trapped in trial and error
catchin block (?) like a cold
soundin' like the next nigga on the microphone
we ain't stole
no lyrics control
ya still starin (?)
prepare to spit
so don't experiment
you won't know where I went
shiftin all directions
and attempt to escape
but wait the connections sensin
aware of what terrors lurk
so I'd be alert
assess the damage, after I kick a verse
it hurts... stoppin rappers dead in their tracks on wax
I cannot be broken down on fractions
the fantastic four... attach
words together like a latch
or a clasp when we pass the mic

(Tajai)
Cast the laser lights in your _______
you've been spotted
everybody want it and only one crew got it {who}
me, A-Plus, Op, and Phesto
and if rappers ain't gained respect
somethin they have messed up
got _____ damn near white to black
it's night
crowding up the jock cause I have a _____ rock it like that
my raps is mad as a phat
thats why niggas dig em, give em big ups and burn sacks
I'm gonna peel my cap for some dap(?)
you couldn't match one of my freestyles
if I was ____ of that ______
watch out, the raps be curvin' often
comin' from Eastbound to every funk shack the hip-hop crowd is
at
leave my rhymes off ya tongue
boy, you'll bust a lung
your muscles numb, your crew cannot save you
when we up in this mode of soul
you get overpowered and that's just how it goes

{Chorus}

(A-Plus)
Don't even think that Heiroglyphics was gone
never that
take a 4 to your dome to send you back
you wack
and I could never exist in such foul circumstances
kickin' raps to serve your asses
at lasts, some MC's who never spit a style from you
nigga we the Heiro crew
mark, and betta believe we gonna rock it for life
I know it all y'all, we know it all, that's right
I'm livin' tall y'all, you livin' small, no mic(?)
well, I'm gigantic
and never trippin' of your wise antics
the plot is we gonna leave you plotless
you know we got this game with the biatches
don't give a fuck really coast you claim
a nigga like me only gives love to who I'm supposed to ma-n
..check it out...
you muthafuckas step the hell on back
from the "O"
and niggas know
that we rock it like that

(Phesto)
It's Phes-rock clockin big time doe
witcha small-time hoe
going down like vinyl
you know
niggas try to play cool
non-stop comedys
all they ever gonna be
they never gonna see
the light... I hit em with some new
variations in stereo
inperceptively accerting every rhyme scheme
in ya mind on the dime
reconciling... that tactical approach
half these niggas wit gats
probably know it enough to shoot
Heiroglyphics got ya back
_____ through ______
the boys in blue with bitches
who allow us to inspect them... strictly
as objects of sex to take em down slow
I never lose control
it's all an illusion
if my aim seems mainstream
I'm a virtuoso {you's a fool}
to fake
to make
any kind of complection
we Hiero

(Chorus)

(conversation intro - speakers uncredited)
Niggaz trippin smokin all this weed and shit man
You know when it jump we gon' need our mind and bodies ready boy

Phesto:

Everybody, come and get some get up and go.
Get rid of that no-
Can-do attitude
And expand and brace
the obstacles you face.
Ain't no time to waste.
Rhymin' pays.
Never was it worth doin' crime to stay
on your record when ya try to get And point it.
I avoid it.
Like being exploited.
Couldn't leave my people disappointed.
I know you want it,
So i'm gunna flaut it.
It'll be here and gone just that fast.
You better bust that ass.
Nothing's inconcievable.
Anything is possible.
Never let them deceive you.

Tajai:

Life's full of dilemas.
I contend to that.
I be looking out my window wondering "What will I catch?"
Will it be...
A good job?
Huh?
Two to the head?
Huh?
Maybe HIV so i can join the ranks of the living dead.
But, hey Tajai gotta press on.
I'm late for class
As I think of the choices my life rests on.
I could buss my gat,
Cook some crack,
Master calculus,
Build houses,
And make a stack.
Either wayI
Depending on the dues i pay.
No, you can't go,
So stick with it.
You won't get it
If you lay and stall.
Then don't be in it for the long haul.
Yeah, you know they wrong ya'll.
But we gots to get it on ya'll.

Chorus

"Time's ain't fair
But that's the way I play.
No one can compare.
And that's the way I stay.
This is how we do it every singular day.
So what you tryin' ta say?
Well, let me show you the right way."

Opio:

If you're with me then you're all about making money.
So throw your hands in the air cuz ain't shit for free.
Nigga, Oakland California is the place to be.
It gets hectic see.
I just connect to free
My mind
And write rhymes,
So I don't get caught up
Or get shot up.
Plus the fuzz think I got the product??
I don't cut lines, I don't have to.
But if you look like a playa, they harass you.
I make cash from doing shows from state to state.
But still task on the run that license his plate.
I don't trip cuz it's all in vain.
Your daughter knows my name.
Ask the broad the game.

A-Plus:

People applaude the Famous
Never lame.
Just rhyming to your brain, buss.
You're acting and that's a shame.
Cuz I set examples say in 9-tre.
It's not a little joke.
I gots to rhyme a little more,
So I'm fin ta go
And scoop a forty-o.
I'm under 21, but then my sack is known as so.
To the show we go
Place a big stoge on the bridge, 8-0.
A club with foes and hoes.
I want high class bitches
With the ass that switches.
When I get them, they be due soon as the Ad. is finished.
Make me me feel like I'm living on the wrong planet.
Strong as granite.
It's the Souls with the song that's demanded.

Chorus

Tajai:

See
only the paid gets to mack and frollick.
They got their wallets.
So, what's your holler?
Strive to be a scholar.
Attract the knowledge gained.
Whatever called itself same.
Attract the knowledge changed.
To get you far in this game.

Opio:

Turn the page and let the ray turn out the felt tip.
Let the ladies melt, strip.
To the bow, I'm slick.
Souls of Mischief coming slicker than the rest confess.
We press on.
How I'm livin',
from the break, break-a dawn.

A-Plus:

All ya fakes that's on ,
the microphone, Go home.
I'm from the land, man
niggas make you roam with chrome
I stay at home.
I like ta bone, I'm grown.
I got a flow that's known.
In the O, I hold my own.

Phesto:

Yeah, baby come and have a seat with Phes.
Together we can defeat the stress
And chill
If you got that sex appeal.
I'll caress you till the morning.
On and on, annnnnnd,

(CHORUS)

(Opio):
Eighteen when a redneck sendin me deaththreats
Cuz his niece fantasize about wet sex when I'm in her headsets
She throw caution to the wind
They want to put my third eye in the crosshairs and then
Let rounds off
But see life is a gamble
I stay on my toes like (Ben Vereen?)
And I seen plenty scandals (everyday)
You sound soft when you speakin'
You need ammo to turn Rambo you's a weekend warrior
Oakland California will eat you alive
That shit is weak you can try, you'll get slammed joe
You get your hands broke swingin' on the man of steel
You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite
Mass appeal in the battlefield I had you killed
You get lit up right in front of your buildin'
For tellin' lies to children and sellin' homicide
Come and get some real killers who won't let you walk on by
Or that drama slide
Man get ostracized
Daughter cries cuz her father dies before her eyes
Watch what you talkin' or you might see the same demise
Dangerous times this ain't them kill rhymes

(A-Plus)
Chorus:
We from a place that make you want to leave your gold home
Dangerous like the hole that's up in the ozone
We be smokin' on that killer Cali homegrown
So strong, out of town chicks can't keep their clothes on

(Tajai)
Now we ener-getic kopa-setic never static fully automatic
Very well rounded English boundless
Classic spastic catch and try to grasp it with
Massive missives hit from drastic distance
Graceful swiftness spatially senseless
Music enthusiasts
Danger seekin'
Dramatic dynamic action addict
My rhymes are flame filled expedience game
Real experience
Flashburn MCs with thermal radiation
Feel the ill change the command we aim
To expand these parameters
Phes-Delta, pencil beam ya rap amateurs
Surface to surface, inertial guidance
Throw your pilot
Send 'em all back to the flow asylum
Soul annoyed street sweep the (D E is?) a minefield
For rhyme skill
I travel in shockwaves and spine chills

(A-Plus)
Oakland Cali is a warzone
Evereyday is gettin' harder as it goes on
Souls, stick together like pros on
Then we puff a cortisone and get our flows on
In a place that make you want to leave your gold home
Dangerous like the hole that's up in the ozone
We be smokin' on that killer Cali homegrown
So strong, out of town chicks can't keep their clothes on

Yo, yo
I'm already smashin' in a steady fashion
One day I'll get a (fetty?) mansion I'm ready for action
Without any distraction
Chillin' with homies and some women feelin lonely
No one dependin' on me henny sippin' slowly
Through your dough off that buddha smoke
Drinkin' a beautiful
Tell you only if it's for you to know
We arisin' and soon to blow
And the timin' is suitable
But I wonder what these niggas be fightin' and feudin' fo
We do a show
And the price would not fall
And if a fight started off I slice like Darth Maul
No diversion can deter the surgeon operatin'
Exert & (be served?) if you don't stop the hatin'
It's bad business like a virgin copulatin'
Wired up with the coppers waitin'
Without a condom and she ovulatin'
I'm Eddy Haskell
Ready to deal with any asshole
Without any hassle, ha ha

(Opio)
Fuck a backstabbin' snake
Slick, you's a snake
Who tried to penetrate the clique, you sick
I'm serious about this rap shit
We serious about this rap shit
We give a fuck about these hos that jock
A rolex watch
And give up the twat
For some stones and rocks
If you bulletproof vested & holdin' a glock
Keep that shit to yourself man you sound like a narc.

(Opio)

Say what,
never under pressure,
stress free we shock the mic,
you don't impress me.
I live the life of an mc no pretending,
Souls Of Mischief rock tha house.
So baby spread your wings now,
and let me come on in,
show you right from wrong you wanna do it again.
Release all that pinned up aggression
come caress and massage my dick, baby
it's not a maraudin' stick.
Damn right Hieroglyphics for life.
Close knit while these others crews fight we write hits,
as for us settlin'
discrepancies with other mc's, it's a breeze.
Cause I stay focused while they frustrated.
Ease off the mic,
don't cause a ruckus
it's destructive,
unproductive,
see us we keep in touch with the one's that bite,
yah some write to dis,
but it's a miss match I guess
I attract the wack backstage.
We wage battles and leave em unscathed.

(Phesto)

It's Phesto, in stereo,
Souls Of Mischief don't stop, don't quit.
To everybody in the O, Hiero...
glyphics rollers imperially equipped to eclipse,
and overshadow the best with no stress just,
the mic conceit.
With my limits boundless,
countless
plus my prowess psychedelic funk
for the female folk who wanna get into some mischief,
submissive like I got em drunk,
and I got em junked,
with they knees hyperextended, weakened,
speaking in tongues like a ventriloquist,
until I quit,
while these niggaz oversaturated with exaggerated nonsense,
I don't respond simp.
They just punks beyond dips.
Infatuated with they lyrics never corespondent.
I guess it never dawned on em
that they don't belong on the mic like
germs, I like to watch them squirm,
convincin' me they styles
anything more then elementary, but spermacidal
is the title they've earned.

(A-plus)

I'm comin' from the land of dope,
where all of these niggaz never planned to hope.
You can either be the man to know,
but my plan was writin' hella raw.
Standing quiet cause I be the man ya like,
to hand the mic,
so I can make a dollar, and make ya holler.
I never fake a scholar
dumpin' rappers in a lake of water.
I proceed to max,
be pagin' Leed if I need the sacs,
get the weed relax.
In the O we knowin' where you at,
be in the cut if you scared of them gats,
cause Oakland niggaz be prepared to jack shit.
I make my mail so I don't have to run that broke skid.
Some niggaz serve rocks at spots and get shot, over knots to clock
but yo I rock the spot.
Hah... with that soul shit,
I smoke a quarter and flow swift.

(Tajai)

Now phuck that (queen low)?.
I'm talkin' half sips to the heads,
lit's have a meeting of the minds
nobodies leavin' till we all red.
Went to the jam, we caravan to see an excitin' site to see,
the music inside invitin' me
to rip the mic if need be,
but you know it's important that I pull the women with the jewels
glistenin'... Whoo
Only I can get the fly sister rumps to switch up,
with a swisher sittin' on trompe.
(  ? ), You niggaz step in hap hazard,
to the stage was center T to the A's up in the zone solo,
bitch niggaz should've thrown bolos,
but you mist em,
now even your miss is listed.
I feel the jealous stares stuck at my back,
ut don't drop the microphone until I feel I fully did that.
Damn,
who these kids that come to every single show,
and always wanna pull they Roscoes instead of hoes.
You better grow up I'm with niggaz you don't know I'm with,
so just dole out with all that dumb shit.
The Souls Of Mischief click down with Hieroglyphics.

Bass
and big nuts is what it takes
to get up on the mic and enunciate
or else your fate
is disappointment
but give yourself a break
don't get disjointed from the point
that you was tryin' to make
ya know
we destined to be fresh
it ain't no secret
'cause these bitches runnin' they mouths
I guess that's 'cause they detest us
but just rock at them souls of mischief shows
that 94 flow
leavin' 'em froze
with an infinitesimal amount of aggression for mc's
but still digestable
for the rest of you
to ease up on it
if ya wanna get with it
ain't no opponents
'cause we pack with components to kill
react if you feel
you haven't been snared and trapped
in the 92 that nigga Cas made y'all scared to rap
the Hierollas
take it as you may
I never perpetrated to this day
or did anything that they did
only catered to the way
that we created and dated
to let 'em know
we kickin' that straight shit
that sacred
dope rhyme related
every time they congregated it was us
definitely somethin' to discuss
yeah

[Chorus: (Scratching) "It Was You" (Repeated)]