Opio:
The hieroglyphics crew mics of the round table
Unstable mcs parade on stage
Like we the best
Get snatched by the dragnet
Lyrics cascade
Now on you can imagine this
Tajai:
Its mo, mo deadly than a 64
The same m.o., Ill kill you slow
When you hear me for the first time
Its like you seen 5-0 with a trunk full of dope
You start to speak, choke like a ho doin deep throat
Next thing you know your kickin my raps instead of your own
Over your intrumental
Create your new style, cant even think to hit the beat like
Like that
till you heard our sound on wax
Opio:
Take a hit, I get into your brain like an opium stick
Feel it deep in your blood vessels
Experience the quickening, the light appears to be flickering
cause Im hitting you from every perspective
No weapons or projectiles
Just these style
Travel miles over all terrains
They got (? ? ? ? )
I make waves like jupiter, slam into earth
And the shit gets worse on the next verse
Chorus: we came to groove tonight, cant stop, wont stop
till we move the mic (4x)
Tajai:
Steppin to its
Like touching a thermonuclear conduit
Enters my style, is the child charged
And be with so much potential
That you should not come close
Death is the unknown
And Im not sure you ready to go
Opio:
Opio, each move I make has a strategy
Graphically describing scenarios like ken nordine
While you were snorting coke lines
I wrote lines thwarting all attempts to undermine hiero
Blind to nothin, all sting like professor x
Step in the circle it gets complex
No sustaining the lyrical hanging
Necks snap from the impact
Your world turns black from the rap
Tajai:
Yeah, but now its time to speak my peace
To muthaphuckas who need more out of life than just jeeps
And freaks who find whatever in the dope ass speech
Havin a smoke-out, freestylin
With sirens right down the street
cause it cant stop, wont stop like a hit and run
I guess (? ? ? ? ) mcs work is never done
But thats cool
I love to battle you sucka ass crews
Hit em with the 012
And leave with my pockets full
Chorus (6x)
