| One two now
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| It’s A+ and the Hieroglyphics is the crew now
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| Presently showing you how to make a tune sound
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| Make the roof pound if you play the levels too loud
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| Impossible to cool down
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| Make the ladies say «ooh oow»
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| Brothers yellin' (ho)
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| I still be rockin' the party even though the other one is sellin'
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| Mr. A+ never was a felon
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| And I could be lyin' but no one is tellin'
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| I come from heaven and it’s nice to meet you
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| People be trippin' hella faulty is how they like to treat you
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| You could think I’m slippin' and you saucy but then I defeat you
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| Faulty images I can see through
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| You should try to be you instead of that nigga you tryin' to be dude
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| I could expose every copy carbon (yeah)
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| But I’m makin' sure life never got me starvin'
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| I’m move makin' cause the tomb is waitin'
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| And if you truly through with fakin' you’ll awaken
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| Or you can remain another through the breakin'
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| Hook:
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| There’s more to life than what they’re all hollerin'
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| But if you remain tolerant
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| And when you’re dead look where your dollar went |
| It should all be common sense
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| But look at what the single word greed got us in
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| So bad you think you’ve got to see your views darkenin'
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| And then you caught again
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| Now you see there’s no defense against the consequences (so)
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| It’s all plain and simple (what?)
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| Refrain from simpin' about some shit you claim you been through
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| I’m takin' the good with the bad things
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| I can remember when all I wanted was to have things
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| But now it’s not what I can give but what I can bring
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| To the sad scene
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| Fat stacks, green for the rap fiends
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| With no actin'
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| No unbelievable tale
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| That you can see that is stale
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| All the pretendin' is seemin' to fail
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| I won’t laugh when you are leavin' to jail
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| Cause the way this country is it could be me in the cell
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| Steady fiendin' for mail
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| But that’s highly unlikely
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| I’m shinin' with a light so brightly
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| Blindin' your sight
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| We keep you rewindin' nightly
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| Remindin' you politely
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| Of hip hop formed tightly
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| Hook
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| Outro:
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| Hieroglyphics in the house y’all. |
| For y’all greedy bastards out there
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| «Imitators» — scratching |
| A+ in the house. |
| Souls of Mischief in the house. |
| My man Del in the house
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| Casual, Pep Love, Jay Biz turn it out. |
| Domino good to go. |
| With the flow to
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| Let you know, Hiero. |
| IN the studio my man God is in the house. |
| Yeah. |
| Mackmilly
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| In the house uh. |
| Hieroglyphics y’all |