Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Phesto, artist - Hieroglyphics. Album song 3rd Eye Vision, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Hiero Imperium
Song language: English
Phesto |
We Silver Surfing over soundwaves, scalpin |
Tickets to my show for twenty dollars more than face value pays |
Curse my vowels on you holdin kids, marvel and gaze |
I strip the tarnish off the microphone, sharp as a spade |
Bring my plans to fruition, with intuition known to witches |
The Hieroglyphic argonauts bombard the spot |
With sandblasters, grand eloquence eloquent talented |
Like balance beam medalists, the seismic |
Hi fidelity poltergeist in your amplifiers |
Bustin from the top like snipers, niggas hyper |
Ventilate at the sight of the arch nemesis |
When Phesto D walks the premises |
I leave em mumma-fied like Tutan-khamun |
With premonitions like Hieronymous, device is incisive |
And still be rockin the mic with arthritis |
And blow the sleeves off your shirt, cause you’ll need a life vest |
To survive this, any anonymous character |
From Bay Area 51 to Copernicus |
I’m turnin kids to concrete, or be impaled |
On the stallic mic, with the slightest impulse |
I’m hair trigger, explode and reconstitute with vigor |
Put the mic in the depths, crane like The Vigilante |
Manhandling, your crime family like Stan Lee |
Branding niggas with the Hiero, symbol and |
Adrenalin is, hallucinogenic |
By the time the ambulance rolled up, the pharmaceuticals entered |
They won’t be able to identify ya |
Dental records on laser disk, CD, tape or vinyl |
The Hiero, glyphics play the Iron Curtain |
Drop the gavel on your gangsta babble and face the verdict |