Hiero HQ - Souls Of Mischief

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