Текст песни Souls Of Mischief - Thats when Ya Lost
Souls Of Mischief - Thats when Ya Lost слова песни
[talking between the souls and pep love]"i find it fun to smash emcees into (fine bits)So why I aint get my just deserts for all the kids I busted, huh? (baby!)I crush the curtesy when dealin with the folks is too muchFor the askinCool-i got the (skill crafted tools)Massive fools at my work bench and(Im wrenchin) mics from they graspin(thats how it has been)The drills this: I kill swiftI feels I better slay or, (heyMy tape measures greater)So now Im (askin) dips if they (saw me)And they was availableWould they want me to (nailem all? )Be through, screw drive her (screwdriver) crazyNuttin, bold, lively(put on your high beams)I, proliferator, quickly fade to niggas vigorousFigure I kick stunts,I punch twice that nigga thats dissin at meAttachem to bats, latchin, and matchin my cataclismI giveem a (skism),I (stroke to croak her, I broke her)Chokin up on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)Then I give a concusssion in your nuts when Im bustin(heads)Dead with my lead graffI cloth thee, I (swing) off-beat, off theCerebellum, swellin nimrodsTen brains couldnt parallel this,(ha) Im caraouselling kidsWhile they wallow and swallow hallow tips (yep)You follow and slippinIm rippin mics nice twice like (dicin kids in fractions)Yo, (figure, I tax men)Steppin to casualThats when ya lostWhat about domino? Thats when ya lostBut if you step to snupeThats when ya lostSteppin to a+...Thats when ya lostIf you play the tajaiThats when ya lostMan, steppin to opioThats when ya lostSeppin to phestoThats when ya lostPhuck with toureThats when ya lost(yo), Im willin to bet, youre willin to sweat (yah)But illinll get you - (bruised), I kill and I step to - (crews)And abuse twos and threes, whos the g that hoes know (me)Me & hiero, I know, (Im fly, bro)So why flow if youre not invigerating (why)I know where you live,There at your crib,(I got niggas waitin)I figure raping is crime, see (see)I take my time, b (b)And now your g (is my g)Now Im gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids(yo), I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (wack dis)(generalizing),Dissin before youve ever seen thisSo you can get the middle (what middle? ), the penisNever the match the miraculous tacticsI smack tricks, the wax is at your wack bitch(I crack bricks)Who cant cumI leavem broke and dumbDef, and plus Im causin cardiac arrestYou need some rest(check), as Im chizzlin (riddles in) your memoryRemember me? I hacked your body to pieces(disassembling) your (blows)You bros started trembling from shock and trauma(Im water)In lives when I bomb-aBabbling dislexic, I makeem exitThis lifetime, I wake up words, (I excite rhymes)Im enthusin when Im bruisinHoes, take off your shoes when I abuse menYour losinIf you slept on delThats when ya lostSteppin to pep loveThats when ya lostPhuckin around with j-bizThats when ya lostStep to mike gThats when ya lostSmoke on that crackrockThats when ya lostThe souls of mischief? ? Thats when ya lostWhen you dont know where your goin? ? ? Thats when ya lostWhen you dont win!!? ? Thats when ya lostPhuckin around with hierogliphicsThats when ya lostIf you phuck with the shamenThats when ya lostThats when ya lost(thats when you lose - proper)Thats when ya lost(scratching)