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Souls of Mischief - That's When Ya Lost lyrics
Talking between the Souls and Pep Love] "I find it fun to smash emcees into (fine bits) So why I ain't get my just deserts for all the kids I busted huh? (Baby!) I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much for the askin' Cool I got the (skill crafted tools) Massive fools at my work bench and (I'm wrenchin') mics from they graspin' (That's how it has been) The drill's this: I kill swift I feels I better slay or, (hey my tape measures greater) So now I'm (askin') dips if they (saw me) and they was available would they want me to (nail'em all?) Be through, screw drive her (screwdriver) crazy Nuttin', bold, lively (Put on your high beams) I, proliferator, quickly fade to niggas vigorous Figure I kick stunts, I punch twice that nigga that's dissin' at me Attach'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclism I give'em 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 I'm bustin' (Heads) Dead with my lead graff I cloth thee, I (swing) off-beat, off the cerebellum, swellin' nimrods Ten brains couldn't parallel this, (ha) I'm caraouselling kids while they wallow and swallow hallow tips (yep) You follow and slippin' I'm rippin' mics nice twice like (dicin' kids in fractions) Yo, (figure, I tax men) Steppin' to Casual That's when ya lost What about Domino? That's when ya lost But if you step to Snupe That's when ya lost Steppin' to A+... That's when ya lost If you play the Tajai That's when ya lost Man, steppin' to Opio That's when ya lost Seppin' to Phesto That's when ya lost Phuck with Toure' That's when ya lost (Yo), I'm willin' to bet, you're willin' to sweat (yah) But illin''ll get you - (bruised), I kill and I step to - (crews) And abuse two's and three's, who's the g that hoe's know (me) Me & Hiero, I know, (I'm fly, bro) So why flow if you're 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 I'm gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids (Yo), I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (wack dis) (Generalizing), dissin' before you've ever seen this So you can get the middle (what middle?), the penis Never the match the miraculous tactics I smack tricks, the wax is at your wack bitch (I crack bricks) who can't cum I leave'm broke and dumb def, and plus I'm causin' cardiac arrest You need some rest (Check), as I'm chizzlin' (riddles in) your memory Remember me? I hacked your body to pieces (Disassembling) your (blows) you bros started trembling from shock and trauma (I'm water) in lives when I bomb-a babbling dislexic, I make'em exit This lifetime, I wake up words, (I excite rhymes) I'm enthusin' when I'm bruisin' Hoes, take off your shoes when I abuse men Your losin' If you slept on Del That's when ya lost Steppin' to Pep love That's when ya lost Phuckin' around with J-Biz That's when ya lost Step to Mike G That's when ya lost Smoke on that crackrock That's when ya lost The Souls of Mischief?? That's when ya lost When you don't know where your goin'??? That's when ya lost When you don't win!!?? That's when ya lost Phuckin' around with Hierogliphics That's when ya lost If you phuck with The Shamen That's when ya lost That's when ya lost (That's when you lose - proper) That's when ya lost (scratching |
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