A Plus:
I started writin` rhymes in 1982 I was 8
My only brother used to let me hear his Too Short tapes Beeitch
Sugarhill and Spoonie G was with me
`Bout anything I could I get was non stop in my cassette
Or on my phonograph
But in 94 I gotta hold my laugh in
I be cappin` on this wave of overnight rappin`
How dare you defy me you`re tiny
Writtin` your first raps in 1990
Ya blimey behind me
I did so many phuckin` shows for no cash
Why you wanna dis a player?
`Cause you`re slow and I`m fast
To blast fast raps through the mass
To surpass, you an ass
Why dis a nigga `cause he makin` his cash
Tajai:
Do it like that
Since I was fresh off the tit my tat
For word player match rap had nourished
Straight from back and the present fressin`
On the irreverent just hatched
Fledglin` sap peddlin`
Give me some tracks pal and I`ll rap now
Section of the... populations
Plus the ones on the idiot box
Showin` it pays to be a busta, tittes and cocks
Exposin` we all slows a hustlas glocks samo
No love for any muthaphucka
Is that real of fiction?
Made for TV reels, depictions
Of the life you`re wishin`
To lead or led before you grab the mic
Hieroglyphics like 3 to your head
Ignite to all
You besta pray you stay on
[CHORUS:] (3X)
You wanna be fresh, We aint tryin` to be fresh,
We aint never be fresh(dope dope)
Opio:
I used ta envision the mic in my hand
Rockin` shows, avoidin` the gold diggas
Had it all planned out
On a collision course to fail no doubt
The non-believers said Them niggas aint makin no clout
Now its about pounds and peace signs since we gotta contract
We tracked through the bullshit
Adaptin` to rappin` and act
Sacraficial MC`s believe
Souls of Mischief strap em down to recieve tey blessin`
Through the chest n` out the back
Like that, they sly with your title in tact
Hieroglyphics causin` chain reactions, back den
Y`all niggas wasn`t rhymin` but now its the trend
Phesto:
So just blend
With a mask galvanised
But my style disguises pseudo MC`s
Plastic over mastic bitin`
Holdin` your tongues
While amongst a soul searches
Sarcastic when you was askin`
Was we cashin` in
On all this rappin`
Inquirin` who wasn`t aspirin`
To be a nothing now desirin`
Opposition `cause conspirin`
Sitched to hip-hop YEAH
Its funny mo` niggas know me better than ever
Mo` niggas see me actin` like they don`t know me than ever
I never... waste my time
To refresh they memmories
I`m in the breeze, controlin` MC`s
Like machines
Cybernetic, psychokenetic
Souls of Mischief sees the mic
Then we shred it like this
(Chorus then fade out)
