Hieroglyphics - Heatish lyrics

rate me

[Opio]

Yea! I'm super colossal

I'll DDT any Randy Savage that can Macho

Watch yo' nostrils burn from the toxic germ when I talk superb

Stronger than Cyclops' optic nerve, you didn't thought so?

You just passed a paint brush to Picasso

I move like a bullet shot from a .50 caliber Glock

So challenge me not, I'm liable to drop flows

And OH! they know my skills

Fire swept through your dialect like the oakland hills

Inner smoke and still it's everlasting

They're saying oh, that's over kill

CHILL! Roll a Phill control the Bill Bixbie in me

'Fore I blow this building up

Ughhh. Damn I'm swerving!

Puffing on a magic wand like I was Merlin

Picture that, beanie look like a magician hat

Kicking back with a sack blowing clouds of herb in

Just thinking to myself about linking up my wealth

And developing my physical and mental

I make G's wit a pencil, expand exponentially

I gots to tell 'em what I been through

[Taiji]

I'm a emphatic, rap-phatic

Cinematic sim-tactics

Inhabit when the black magnet attract magic

Disperse curses, repel spells, and tell tales

My literary achievements

Rocked your body of rejects and caused solar events

This psycho-kinetic flux when I touch the mic

You rappers caught up in a crux tonight

I bust with an exuberant lust for life

Maneuver within the groove and get BUCKS for what I write

Take a stroll down lovers lane

And get beat to a pulp by my suckers' slang

I'm vulgar, vain

Glorious and obnoxious when I rock shit, get toxic

Profound and profane. My hock spit

Ignite and blow up like propane under pressure it's no thang

For me to wipe out your kind like the dinosaurs

Swinging my grammar like the hammer of the Mighty Thor

Crushing percussion with this discussion I'm thrusting forth

To get these motherfuckers off my nuts is nothin.

[Casual]

One of them cats that you won't find easy to persuade

Catch me with a group of babes, (dug in)? like super Dave (HA)

In an Escalade

But who could save hip-hop when the music's made? (Hiero)

You looked confused Tried to take a step in my shoes

You couldn't touch aim or bust the weapon I use

You get crushed. Ice, to slush, to bum rush

Twenty of us that all rhyme plush (all of us)

I heard that hit you got, and that whip you caught tight

But in Oakland, you get dropped right at the stop light

Stomped in the flow, by indigo Kenneth Cole reactions

To start a chemical reaction

Shot up, ? 'em all, got up before we caught up

In some shit, that's how we brought up

A feather chaser, moving at the pace of an Indy-racer

Razor sharp art... Fantasia!

Fanatic or finesse from flows filled with static

Combatted by the cats I let have it

A money magnet