Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hiero HQ, artist - Souls Of Mischief. Album song Montezuma's Revenge, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.11.2009
Record label: CLR
Song language: English
Hiero HQ |
Ey, listen… |
If ya attitude pissy and ya gratitude iffy |
Instead of rappin' too bitchy I would rather you diss me |
You for play frontin' man you won’t say nothin' |
Look real gay or somethin' while you pushin' A’s buttons |
Someone shoulda told you, if you was the man |
Then why you talkin' like a ho dude your mama need to hold you |
I’ll drop you with these vocals, yeah your papa need to scold you |
I’ll properly approach you and drama we can go through… |
My mic handled like Kanobi gamble like Ginobili |
The average night for 'sto D man I’ll shine with trophies |
You pantominin' and I’m linin' up your whole team |
Lookin' like some dope fiends signin' up for codeine |
Cocaine amphetamine qualude and anesthetic |
Suicide in a letter contrived and synthetic |
Nice with the rose plyers cold killer fo' hire |
Go til your ho’s wired chinchilla’s on fire… |
When we say high what? |
It’s natural baby… |
Lethal… slowly gettin' in there gettin' through to you |
What this hip hop thang is about |
You’re listenin' to the sounds incredible S.O.M |
Smooth. |
put your antennae up… |
So honor how the Souls do we bombin' on your whole crew |
Insomniacs we don’t snooze we dominate your Pro-Tools |
Your broad be takin' photos with no clothes |
For Ope only infatuated fascinated hold up — wait up |
That’s the natural vapor most doze |
I activate the master mega ruckus when I blow holes |
Through the Hollywood choke hold the plastic backwards |
Manufactured no soul I won’t go it’s diabolic |
Call it what you want… |
Is it a gift… is it a myth… |
Well if you don’t know… |
We’ll be glad to clue you in… |
Right about now… |
Niggas know I’m official definitive rhyme inventor |
I hit or supply the listener with vivid and vibrant visions |
Givin' you guys the business is pimpin' in my dimension |
You livin' in our dominion so give up that homage bitches |
We masters at this mashin' who mastermind classics |
Get past the rhyme basics 'fore you clash with my massive |
With them asinine tactics tattered line patterns |
Get splattered when I spat it, I let you maggots have it |
Choose another angle… |
Fuck around and knock the kangaroo up off your kangol |
You fruity like a mango (fruity like a mango?) |
Your crew be like a rainbow |
You and me not the same bro see I be where you can’t go… |
I’m in the Winnebago twist the shit today go |
Then rock the show get all the dough you probably can’t relate though |
Marijuana chain smoke wrangle mic’s with Domino |
We owners of the label your ho do me fellatio… |
Man it’s like that playa? |
You better watch your baby… and that’s no maybe |
My homies have been sent by Hiero HQ to show y’all |
Just how we bring it. |
straight from the trainin' barracks |
Upon further investigation… |
We found this conclusive evidence |
I turn pomegranite grenadine genitals for Genevive |
Tennessee to Philippines grill her with the guillotine |
Ink jet to think tank data link to beat break |
Catalyst ability killer on a killin' spree |
See Hiero drop a tune at times most opportune |
No minds are stoppin' through to fire one off at you |
Them live dum dub rounds to rile them up now |
Live as fuck make sure the vibe don’t come down… |
Oh what might go down, must come up… |
The fantastic four, the airborne rangers |
No strangers to the arts of mic manipulation |
And uncoverin' funky situations wherever they may be |
You know where I stand on solid land |
This is D-E-L bringin' it to you deluxe with Prince Paul |
And the Souls of Mischief… |
I said and the Souls of Mischief |