[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.
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.
Opio:. . The hieroglyphics crew mics of the round table. Unstable mc's parade on stage. Like we the best. Get snatched by the dragnet. Lyrics cascade.
It goes one, two, three. That's the count of the immaster mount that's got scrilla. We got the killa Taj. And willa young lady looking sensuous to socialize.
[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.
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.
[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.
(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.
This the one... this one here... right here. . {Chorus - Do you want it? repeated}. . [Tajai]. Ah yeah, my peoples if you want me, cool. Everybody know the T is the joint be comin through.
[tajai]. . It gets no fatter. Add another crew to your favo-ritos. Yes we knows our shit is flavor. In battle, I rip it, and niggaz hectic after. I flipped the script like a dyslexic actor.
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.
[intro]. Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like. Act like they crazy but they really fake. Fake shit they janky they shady say. He a lady rockin' a broad y'all.
[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.
Tajai:. . Yo, the jam was fly. Oh my, now it's over. My batch of pals cut so tajai must catch a taxicab. Dag nab. Why'd they leave me?. Stuck in the late night alley.
[chorus]. . "its the--. Ill plusta phesto d.,. O. lindsey,. T. massey so whatchyou wanna be? ?. Us!!. Just peep the bump and thump,. You ain't got no choice.
Yo, nineteen ninety three. New year, new world champions. Hahaha like this. . Yo, the ill minded mack will find the facts. I rhyme and acts, niggaz bound 'til I'm attacks.
[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.
Tajai:. . Yo,. It's like this and only this,. So I'm go'n tell. Me and my moms in front of the mall, and then I seen this nigga, ramel. From fifth grade,.
[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.
[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.