[Featuring Opio]
EXTRA PRO:
Yeah
I can feel this
been holdin' mics longer than Don Cornelius
will this ever end
not 'till I seal this
challenging your style reveal this
to you wack niggaz
phuck the trigga (get on the ground)
and try to peel this
'cause I'ma heal this meaning your wounds and scars
froze your flows compose you down from G to R
then expose you to the star
that I caught you in
and plus this motherphucka' brought a friend
so you're not scary, very silly really
nothin' puffin' out ya chest
I doubt ya fresh
and Billy's bluffin'
and so it's cool for you to do
your clout was less soon as you did that
ya shit's wack
forget rap
there's extra robes in your choir stand while you admirin'
the niggaz in higher places who are firin'
you weak shit so knock on
Opio they wanna be dropped on (come on give it to 'em)
OPIO:
Yeah
Hieroglyphics rock on
outlastin' the niggaz graspin' on to the past
when they was everlastin'
let the times pass 'em
now they gaspin' for breath
with nothin' left
they used to be def
I guess they blacked out
they need to back out
wack wasn't our shit from jump
I never did give a damn about a punk MC
my sworn enemy
I live to see 'em all fall off
just memories
'cause we the uncontested
Hieroglyphics unimpressed wit' (what)
the shabby competition, they gets left quick
plus these R&B niggaz on they dick
they betta' stick to singin'
stop clingin'
to the real shit, listen
