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S.i.o.s.o.s. Vol. 1: Hijacking The Planet


Artist: Spooks
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year: 2000

They Don't Know Lyrics - S.i.o.s.o.s. Vol. 1: Hijacking The Planet - Spooks

Yeah, come on chumps y'all ain't girl 

We pretty we hit hard we takin' over the world 

 

Reminisce we takin' you back to your school days 

Hand us the mic and we flip it fifty million ways, they don't know 

Sloppy with your flows you bore me at your shows 

Whack clothes and pitiful karaoke demos, they don't know 

 

Aight you caught me stalkin' studios 

And stages chasin' the outrageous 

Ecstatic sensations I'm tragic trapped Inside the pages 

Of melodramatic rages to dark to mention 

Over the fact most of these cats lack comprehension 

 

In other words they don't know I see 'em cringin' 

When spooks mediate to penetrate the next dimension 

Ming rhymin' and singin' It spooks climbin' and bringin' It 

This black light will swallow your shine from diamond ringin' It 

 

How many times must I remind the spooks is killin' shit 

We on some thrillin' shit nothin' but hits on my disc 

And I am witness to this lyrical fitness and rip 

You still don't know so you'll be frantic as we hijack the planet 

 

They don't know we expose flows like no clothes 

And blow chest full a holes with 

I spit storm shadow and tomes that's reminiscent of monks 

Blowin' up lungs with C4 laced in bones 

 

You mentally tour my rhyme book Is covered in thorns 

Some givin' a fuck some fuckin' hip hop like porn 

Book at testin' Mc a dumb Mc I said who's the best Mc 

You said young Mc 

 

Let me guess you started rockin' hip hop In '88 

Naw naw man It was like It was like 19 nigga too late 

I'm smackin' up cats to back slap crack in my hand 

Bitch blood bouncin' off of your dome and splatter your van 

 

Reminisce we takin' you back to your school days 

Hand us the mic and we flip It fifty million ways, they don't know 

Open up your mind and you'll find the spooks in it 

Experimentally sick pusin' the limits 

They don't know, they don't know 

 

Shoppin' for a deal with persistence 

Initially label heads were like what is this 

It won't get y'all from original to different 

Conceptual hip hop will be resistant 

 

The pendulum will swing back again 

Pass accept now follow the trend 

Hard to believe but easy to pretend 

Revolution revolution is why we began 

They don't know, they don't know 

 

Too many soft niggas stress try your best to same some hip shit 

Get caught up In these lyrics with me you get your wig split 

You tired of me try me can't even stand beside me 

I be havin' people you study big up and high five me 

 

Forty million one thousand nine hundred and sixty two 

I'm Irresistible unpredictable and so is my crew 

Never accidental everything I do is intentional 

Joe Davis premeditated creative and unconventional 

 

A lot of truth seekers are people peepin' for secrets 

Some assembly tryin' to find my safe house and I got beef 

With everyone of you wannabes tryin' to infiltrate my company 

You swear you know the business 

But actually you don't know nothin' 

 

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, who dat 

It's the killer ha ha ha what 

Niggas don't hate me 'cause I'm fly come on 

I'm the one bankin' on driveby's, yeah 

 

I keep pleasure packed in my clever raps 

Once I sever the track I'ma live inside a cheddar stack 

I don't stutter once my tome shudder 

And I become the bone crusher I scream on my own mother 

 

What a pimp I roll with the gangsta limp 

In the cut drinkin' wine eatin' shrimp 

Yeah come on chump y'all ain't girl 

We pretty we hit hard we takin' over the world 

 

Reminisce we takin' you back to your school days 

Hand us the mic and we flip it fifty million ways, they don't know 

We can see us niggas my crew is causin' you fear 

Spooks takin' it there industry ain't prepared, they don't know