Rock It Like That Lyrics - Souls Of Mischief

[opio] 

First of all, for you pussies 

Don't take it personal 

Som is versatile 

That is irreversible 

I never submerge this style 

I break em down (? ) 

While you were still trapped in trial and error 

Catchin block (? ) like a cold 

Soundin' like the next nigga on the microphone 

We ain't stole 

No lyrics control 

Ya still starin (? ) 

Prepare to spit 

So don't experiment 

You won't know where I went 

Shiftin all directions 

And attempt to escape 

But wait the connections sensin 

Aware of what terrors lurk 

So I'd be alert 

Assess the damage, after I kick a verse 

It hurts... stoppin rappers dead in their tracks on wax 

I cannot be broken down on fractions 

The fantastic four... attach 

Words together like a latch 

Or a clasp when we pass the mic 

[tajai] 

Cast the laser lights in your _______ 

You've been spotted 

Everybody want it and only one crew got it {who} 

Me, a-plus, op, and phesto 

And if rappers ain't gained respect 

Somethin they have messed up 

Got _____ damn near white to black 

It's night 

Crowding up the jock cause I have a _____ rock it like that 

My raps is mad as a phat 

Thats why niggas dig em, give em big ups and burn sacks 

I'm gonna peel my cap for some dap(? ) 

You couldn't match one of my freestyles 

If I was ____ of that ______ 

Watch out, the raps be curvin' often 

Comin' from eastbound to every funk shack the hip-hop crowd is 

At 

Leave my rhymes off ya tongue 

Boy, you'll bust a lung 

Your muscles numb, your crew cannot save you 

When we up in this mode of soul 

You get overpowered and that's just how it goes 

{chorus} 

[a-plus] 

Don't even think that heiroglyphics was gone 

Never that 

Take a 4 to your dome to send you back 

You wack 

And I could never exist in such foul circumstances 

Kickin' raps to serve your asses 

At lasts, some mc's who never spit a style from you 

Nigga we the heiro crew 

Mark, and betta believe we gonna rock it for life 

I know it all y'all, we know it all, that's right 

I'm livin' tall y'all, you livin' small, no mic(? ) 

Well, I'm gigantic 

And never trippin' of your wise antics 

The plot is we gonna leave you plotless 

You know we got this game with the biatches 

Don't give a fuck really coast you claim 

A nigga like me only gives love to who I'm supposed to ma-n 

..check it out... 

You muthafuckas step the hell on back 

From the "o" 

And niggas know 

That we rock it like that 

[phesto] 

It's phes-rock clockin big time doe 

Witcha small-time hoe 

Going down like vinyl 

You know 

Niggas try to play cool 

Non-stop comedys 

All they ever gonna be 

They never gonna see 

The light... I hit em with some new 

Variations in stereo 

Inperceptively accerting every rhyme scheme 

In ya mind on the dime 

Reconciling... that tactical approach 

Half these niggas wit gats 

Probably know it enough to shoot 

Heiroglyphics got ya back 

_____ through ______ 

The boys in blue with bitches 

Who allow us to inspect them... strictly 

As objects of sex to take em down slow 

I never lose control 

It's all an illusion 

If my aim seems mainstream 

I'm a virtuoso {you's a fool} 

To fake 

To make 

Any kind of complection 

We hiero 

(chorus)