Off the Record

Lyrics

[Intro: Sway, continued from the end of the previous track] Just like that... [Snupe] Whooh! Yeah It's the ones you know about The famous, magnificent Hieroglyphics, mega Always on the mic for MC's who really don't know what we doin It's time to do it up We got Cas, we got Del, we got Tajai, we got A-Plus C'mon y'all, PLEASE – can we get busy?? [Verse 1: Casual] I put my pencil to the paper and watch lighting strike Casual, the innovator, in a state of advancement MC scolder, breakdancin' on the lake when it freeze over So much game, I told her I'm a disease holder And I still hit it Bust a nut in her eye and made her deal with it The straight bump, y'all! Yeah, you best agree Whatever that sess do don't let you come next to me Mentally, I'm compatible with Macintosh And I can get a nigga's bitch in the sack with floss Hop on the microphone, actin' lost Unaware, unprepared Then I bust off the top, and niggas get scared [Interlude 1: Snupe] Uhh, now I told y'all I wasn't playin'! It's Hieroglyphics in here Now that's Cas, now you know "That's how it was, That's How It Is" We 'bout to do it with my next man, A-Plee! [Verse 2: A-Plus] A to the, Plus must do ya, bust through ya Defenses with lyrics mentally muscular Holdin' down like cement shoes, to make you drown right This is what we do if we the crew you sound like I can't stand a person bitin' someone's creativity I have so many styles that you can take one as a gift from me It's like deja vu whenever you pop they tape in Lyin more than Satan, fallin off like they was ice skatin' Trying to get they mic taken You get scolded and chastized My holy mic, is baptized Giving flatlines to you rap guys And still send you back with black eyes On the mic, you telling fat lies [Interlude 2: Snupe] Now if I'm the teacher I gotta give that a A-Plus, youknowhatI'msayin? Now let's make room for the man, the myth The great-great-granddaddy of Hieroglyphics, Del [Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien] Hold up! Stop the presses, this just came in Del's done it again, you gotta get his name in He's infallible in battle flows and battle royals Collects all the spoils of soiled celebrities Shape my fantasies to form lyrical odysseys Not modestly, I show my ass for all to see Polishin' wax with facts sharp like tacks To stop your heart like cracks Rip, apart the tracks, ahhh... [Interlude 3: Snupe] Na-na-na-na-now you know that's self explanatory Now we 'bout to get busy with my man Tajai Break out your notebooks and your pads Listen real closely to what this brother has to say [Verse 4: Tajai] I kick the, Acura-like dialect It's sacrilege, steppin' in the sanctuary of the sacrosanct Do not desecrate, acquiesce Before I dessicate all your flows And leave you dry as bones It's awful how I decimate But also awesome People say that they saw something They cherish they lives long When I expectorate upon a song To be honest, number one's what I expect to rank Not for just the crown jewels or scepter Out for justice, and exposition of the rest as jesters With they lackluster compositions Suckers in estrous, thinkin' that Heiroglyphics won't fuck ya? [Interlude 4: Snupe] Oh my goodness, I told ya Once again, it's Hieroglyphics We got the smooth line-up Tajai, A-Plus, Del, Casual They just to' it up, forget about it, leave it alone! It's Hieroglyphics from here on out You don't know what you're doin And me, I'm the Extra Prolific wizzz kid Y'all can't mess with this, leave it alone Drop ya pen, it's time that we go on Let us alone y'all, can't fade this! You know how we do Matt Kelley in the house...