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Текст песни Souls of Mischief f Del the Funky Homosa - `94 Via Satellite

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YeahYeah, y`all niggaz don`t know nothin about thisWhat that nigga say? Enrich Oakland funkHah, gonna take that shit serious[Verse One: Tajai]Man fuck an MCI got a tip that`s fat and lengthy like a 40 pistolfor your missus, baby she`ll do me `fore you miss thissporty shit whips your man senselessThem obese hits, with thick wrists, so spin them ten bitsand come up, like these sucker punks won`t even run upand speak, we the reason that your shit is called weakAnd y`all our liveliehood, as long as it`s understoodThe crew be rippin this, and you be strippin thislike it was hubs, why? Because we cuttin them dubsso fuckin fat, that you gotta bite that, we got it like thatI`m not no type actor hoopster singer or nuttinWe`ll hook the track up, and I`ll become the, decisive factorYeah!! .. Y`all niggaz can`t dream to think about this shitYou can bite itBut by that time it`ll be too late cuz it`s already been recitedCome rip this shit[Verse Two: Del]Ha ha ha ha!!I try not to be, too tempermentalEverything I do yes it`s true it`s meant for mental renovationWith innovation laced it, embalmin fluidflew it through your speaker do it make you want to seek your soullike Nat King Cole, my shit is goldI hold a pole of polarity, like a wand and fondle phrasesages, before you ever heard a lion roarMy minions were preparing for my birth to unearth the black coreThe pearl of persistance to keep your interestKeep evildoers outside with fencesI make my rhymes audible and portable and sort it forthe burst of energy cuz it`s affordable of coursethere`s more to throw, to the sharks, and modify the marksPerhaps I use a parable of Rosa Parks, on the front of the busI don`t discuss coming less than usDirty devils never ques-tion us!!Yeah, Hieroglyphics in the house, Souls of MischiefYeah check it out[Verse Three: A-Plus]It`s the grill buster, the ill Plus-terMy skills must abominate, niggaz who ain`t rhymin great I debateThe situation`s critical; the shit you say is pitifulYour skill tank is empty and my shit is fullWent to school unleadedNo one in this world ever said itGet beheaded by the crew dreaded, MC dicer, I`salittle bit wiser, but yo my shit is nicerThe ill price you pay is this, I slice MC`s with my greatest hitsWe take no shit in rap, that`s it, you wackSo get your ass on, nigga bombBe in the cut `fore I get my blast onNigga earl`s how you`re comin at me, so I`ma brandish MC`sUntil they vanish with ease, causin damage with theseYeah!!Souls of Mischief in the houseHieroglyphics, Opio come rip this shit for the crew[Verse Four: Opio]Yeah, one two one twoWho me?? Yeah see I`m only out for one thingDomination, encasin MC`s chasing they dreamsEvaded and slipped clean through the systemmauled shaken-up and touchy cuz we dissed emBitch you need to listen to this oneThe tension thickens, your heart rate quickensDamn near beatin out your chest, ya can`t predict what`s nextI bet conviction is stressful, MC`s that bite they wrestlewith the mic, all night, hopin to reciteExcite, captivate the crowd, make my momma proud, nowand forever will I drain, Souls of Mischief supremeThe crown tipped, to the side, you don`t wanna collideA landslide victory for the team they all diedNigga, yeah, it`s like that and-uh, it`s like that and-uhIt`s like that and-uh[Verse Five: Phesto]A Hieroglyphics yeahClearly distinguished from these incompetent niggazplayin possum with the mic, suckin peanutsTryin to be Phes, freak it with a twistbut missed, by a long shot, I hope they all flopI manipulate the mic as a concussive forceNo remorse for, preluckin MC`sI couldn`t be cut with, the keenest of bladesHolstering the limits of pressing in it, projecting my imagelike a hologram, reanimatin MC`sShamrock deceased, base Phes jus dissipated the restA waiting antihistamine is distressed and jadedPhes escalated as the mack of all tradesYeah, uh-huhSouls of Mischief, Hieroglyphics, throw your hands in the air c`mon!Yeah, you know we don`t stopOakland California, hahLettin niggaz know!!

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