Dirty D's Theme Lyrics - Singles - Souls Of Mischief

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 

That's horrendous just replenish apprentice retract all 

The wack 'fore you niggaz get blackballed, you're small 

And we make a spectacle of y'all withdrawal 

Punk contention bitten for attention 

Souls of Mischief your worst enemies 

Your energy's wasted, disintegrated, you'll be incinerated 

By the innovative when I'm stimulated come pale 

To embellish I relish MC's overzealous who fail us 

Time will tell us, emulating recreation is colorless 

Frontin' like they on some other shit 

Developing discover this irrelevant to wack intact exact 

Well, I belittle MC's and hold no reefer 

But sho don't sleep I'm out 

We the fruits of rotten seeds, nowadays it's 'bout greed 

That's the policy, get from me, so I grab all I see 

And after that we out, in a trail of laughter 

Raps and doubtless claims of standards upheld and maintained 

This ain't no, flash in the pan shit, just sell it and fade to nada 

Or dance hits to propel, a major knot up in my billfold 

One day I got up and I willed no rapper greater 

They fake and still doze and act like they young as fuck 

Hollerin' about the niggaz they buck 

Fallin' out the windows made up like hoes if they get bucked 

Lesson utmost, Japanitos to one broke 

Who have an ego, or fade you like Vita Largo 

Damn where did he go? Sucker felt the evil I know, word 

Casino, I ant that ass like zebra skins 

Fidos keepin' pins and needles 

Whether you tread or rest your head until ya 

Succumb to the voice that's deep within', you should know 

It's time to let the weak shit go, no more 

And if you with us, hoe hoe 

You should know, it's time to let that wack shit go, no more 

And if you with us, hoe hoe 

They say I'm too posessive, agressive 

I make a mess of MC's depress 'em, plessin' 'em 

The West eclipse the rest, suggestions, to the ones in my profession 

Testin', congestin', the mic doin' impressions 

Souls of Mischief make 'em all fall in succession 

If you're pressin' your luck self destruct 

I'm vindictive, so descriptive 

Intriguing on the mic, we don't see things alike 

I strike at breakneck speeds and leave you think twice 

'Fore I sink ice cold lyrics and you're sliced 

Through the mirror and it's right to the center 

Where it hurts, convert 

Reconsider the bitter, consequences 

You're defenseless against us, you go berzerk 

Ingesting MC's like clockwork, when I rock 

Murderous rhymes one time for your mind 

And drop dimes for them niggaz who don't get live 

I reduce you to dust piles 

Plus styles'll crush smiles, seducing women 'til they bust out 

Of they garments, always give the crowd what they wanted 

I rock the mic and now, they don't want you on it 

So I own it, I make my grip tight 

It's like I'm nuttin' nice when 

I'm writing rhymes to cut and slice men 

You wouldn't, I win every time that we clash 

I will surpass ya, famous A Plus a known flasher 

Rhyme if you wanna, it makes no difference 

'Cause you still gonna die, youse a goner 

You shouldn't even try, why was you on the 

Mic in the first place 

You even chose to track, see yousa nigga with the worst taste 

I make you niggaz disperse with haste 

My tape first with bass hurts your face we curse the fates 

I think that I should be your human idol 

Makin' MC's suicidal when they lose they title 

Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go 

No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe 

Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go 

No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe 

Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go 

No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe 

Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go 

No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe 

Yeah, Souls of Mischief in the house like that 

Souls of Mischief rock the house 

My man big Domino, yeah yeah 

Big Casual, yeah, yeah 

Pep Love 

Can't forget Jay-Biz 

Westbound, North side, like that 

Hieroglyphics in the house 

Let that wack shit go