When you hoes is lonely in the night
All you need is the one who can make it right
Just get back and page me
I will find a way

Baby girl its me time
Lets do it like the dogs by the street sign
Combine with the beast that’s bout the shiekin’
Sweet is the wine I sip off your thigh
Reeking the smell of the cream that just slipped in your eye
Peeking at you fannie
Swing back and forth in your panties
Smoke a tenny, pop the remy
Its another Annie
Heartbreak, if your smart take of your tennies
Throw on them red heels tender
Remember me not being sober
I hit the curb when I pulled over
You was cool cause I was riding that toyoter
Since I’m the kind who macking for sex
I hit the pedal then came back in the lex
Why did it take all that
For you to fall flat, on your face
While my balls slap the pace
Of your cushor
Japanese or African sisters
Laughin’ at bustas

Because you back with the hustler

Chorus x2

You said your man went to jail
Wanna give me that tail
His ATU at nine
Time will reveal
I showed up with my sex motor over your quota
Little ginny in my glass of soda its over
I’m givin’ all my sex
Your man called collect
To give y’all respect
I withdraw the bed
Hung up ensured him that the pussy’s untouched
But you keep telling me in person how you love it so much
And probably
Keep the lights on just to see my body
A hobby is what we call it
But can’t live without it
I’m noddin’ fast asleep
In the nasty sheets
Pass my glass of tea
So the wrath in me, can blossom
Everynight a different way to toss’em is awesome
Takin’ flicks of all the naked shit you see the boss is
Tellin you to tell your man that your girlfriend took’em
So he can smile when he lookin’

Chorus x2

Mike G benefits off
What Dwayne has caught
Come on I’ll use you twice wont bruise your slice
Be prepared to screw and I’m gonna do your crew
I wont bring you flowers
But you can give me two lips (tulips)
And few dips didn’t like the way I do hips
So hold it steady
I’m ready to meet youth with a sweet tooth
And when you come over I wanna see you in something see-through
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put my spoon in
Serving your cervix until there’s no helpings left
Yellin theft won’t do you no good
Won’t help because you volunteered
So when I see you come near
[CHORUS]
I remeber this broad named Jane
It was plain that she awas insane for Duane
I boned this freak so many times
That it wasn’t funny
Nutritious cereals can show the way I’m nuttin honey
So I had her sellin pie with a hella-fied servings
Had young niggas sprung
And ain’t no telling why
Dough she made for me
8 more hoes who knows
I can start a ho bakery
Knockin streets outa buisness cause the recipe
I guess was just the best with ecstacy
And that’s the beauty and the beast
It took a little while but I finally got my piece.

Chorus

The ending has come
The moonlight is gone
Look up high, you’ll see his arms
Say not for you
But still it’s true
Will you be waiting when he comes

Romans 10 to 9
Says believe it with your mind, and
Confess it with your mouth, and

You will be divine, and
I’m still kickin’ on the altar
Cause it sure hurt me when the preacher turn to me faulty y’all
Made me feel more comfortable about my backslidin’
G’s don’t get to heaven so stop hidin’
Everybody that was raised on prayer is now a player
You can call me a square
If I don’t care
Then your soul’s on my backside
And who gonna show them kids how to act right
Last days, these days be the last ones
Fast ways erased cause we passion
For the man there’s no way we gonna get high
Not by smokin’ on that bomb, but up in the sky
It’s not hard but he gave us a chance y’all
God bless every man in the sound of my voice
It’s the second sermon

Chorus x2

As we approach another day
Guide are steps when we want another way
As our brothers and sisters go astray
Let’s intercede, on our knees and pray
And as the congregation stands
Black people let us all join hands
Choose the right of 2 lands
So we can all see the man
It’s the second sermon

Chorus x2

And then lover tends to be out
Dippin’ the rubber in the trash
Coverin’ your bare ass
You losin’ respect fast
Ya gonna end up in the dump for chumps
That wanted to pump ya rump
For his sake as he’s fakin’ the funk
And I’m shakin’ the trunks
While givin’ messages
So listen
Wonderin’ who he’s sung sufficiently and now he’s missin’
Ya talkin’ marriage, that’s cute
He’s tlakin’ I burried the boots
In the locker room
And it’s scarry cause you
Depend his dick is more than strength
And ain’t no promisin’
Open your ankles
Let ‘em wet up all your common sense
You want to play the stupid games
Well, this ain’t pitter pat
I can’t call you no more
What type of shit is that?
Not tryin’ ta get you back
Don’t even flatter yourself
A lack easy the climb
So you can struggle
So when my name blows up
Don’t be so subtle
So call me back now that my face is showin’
Cause you know what I’ma say
It’s one motion for the hoein’.
[Bridge]

(Mike G)
You know that the liquor store
Got what you be looking for
Get a 40oz and pour you some down your throat

(Snupe)
Slow and slip
Forget all that shit
Moet hits the wrong taste buds
So I go and get
An 800 drink it
Tic tac in my pocket so my breath ain’t stinkin

(Mike G)

Stumble down staggering
But still humble when braggin
To chumps, bout how much I drunk
I’m seein’ three of you Snupe

(Snupe)
Plus a girl that looks cute
And when a nigga thirsty they know what to do
And it’s like that.

*Snupe singing*
When you ready (ready)
Sip up on the rock steady
And when you fiendish (fiendish)
Drink up on the Old English x2

Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah

At your local liquor store

I keep ‘em grounded
They can’t compound slick lyrics together
Never had it in ‘em, better
Leave that shit alone
Simp to the women for a minute
That’s how ya livin’
Give it up man, ya lost it
Ya look exhausted
Ya betta’ off wit’ the
Heartbreaks, singin’ backup
’cause ya slackin’ tremendously, ya never win
Ya mic gets smacked up
Disagree (huh), ya disallusioned
’cause ya losin’, jerk
Take some time out
Stutterin’, can’t even get ya phuckin’ rhyme out
Who da champ?, who da joke?, let’s find out
Straight out the O’ and niggaz love me fo’ it
The mack poet
Down wit’ Extra Pro, it don’t stop y’all
And niggaz can’t catch up
Unmatched, diggin’ niggaz on the mic
I’m such a pimp
And don’t attempt, ya can’t touch me
Shut that shit up, ya weak (yeah)
I make the freaks get up
[CHROUS:]
“(It don’t stop)don’t stop(don’t quit)don’t quit X4
(We gotta’ come wit’ the funky shit)”
EXTRA PRO:
Now Hieroglyphics ain’t no motherphuckin’ joke
So soak, in the liquids and bottles of dopeness
I won’t be so subtle to rope this
Around ya neck
We got respect
Hocus pocus
Try ta focus
Ya see into me and
Ya read into the beats
Sweet
Is my style, I’m disturbed
I got a list and mile
Of MC’s that don’t pile the right vowels
I’ll, listen and laugh (ha, ha, ha…)
While you don’t have what we have, I’m dismissin’ yo’ staff
And if you ain’t followin’ then you missin’ the wrath
Have you forgotten, I’m fed up
Shut up, when I’m speakin’
While you’re seekin’
A style we rock on the weekend
Now you’re peekin’
At me and my man while we’re freakin’, reekin’
The smell of funks
Punks, get the leakin’ (ha)
From the dillz (but they still ain’t fresh)
Time ta chill. . .

Chorus 1

(Pep Love)
I’m the type of mack that’s on top of the stack

(Snupe)
And I’m the killa of the wack with no time to react

(Pep Love)
I make em Holler

(Snupe)
Makin dollars

(Pep Love)
I’m a scholar

(Snupe)
I’m a prince

(Pep Love)
Since it all makes sense

(Pep & Snupe)
Let’s hit some corners in the ‘lac

(Pep Love)
I’m the type of mack that’s on top of the stack

(Snupe)
And I’m the killa of the wack with no time to react

(Pep Love)
I make em Holler

(Snupe)
Makin dollars

(Pep Love)
I’m a scholar

(Snupe)
I’m a prince

(Pep Love)
Since it all makes sense

(Pep & Snupe)
Lets sip some cogniac

(Pep Love)
I was told the flavor is bold, oh so cold
Its gonna get hotter than the equator, when this dream is sold
To you (you)
This is how we bring the old (old)
To the new (new)
And make it turn into gold (gold)
Heads up, when I said stuff, that had’em mesmerized
Speaking on the Hiero enterprise
We mega, and vicious, magnificent
And bitches always be on the dick and shit
Cause we was doin it when you were not
Always coming through blue off a big shot
Wondering, when will this bullshit stop, in hip hop
Niggas pop lip
Really need to get their lip popped
Didn’t you know in the O-A-K-land
Is the source of the force, indivisible by man
And of course the shit don’t stop
Isn’t it an event, when we give it all we got
I’m driven to gain dividends
Financially, substantial
And we shant be stopped
When the beat drop, we chop game
High octane, got it locked
So press delete
On that thought that you had
To test the elite
We vested, or your destiny
Will manifest in a spilt second
We takin’ it to the extent
With earthquaking shit

Chorus 2

(Snupe)
I’m the type of mack that’s on top of the stack

(Pep Love)
And I’m the killa of the wack with no time to react

(Snupe)
I make em Holler

(Pep Love)
Makin dollars

(Snupe)
I’m a scholar

(Pep Love)
I’m a prince

(Snupe)
Since it all makes sense

(Pep & Snupe)
Let’s hit some corners in the ‘lac

(Snupe)
I’m the type of mack that’s on top of the stack

(Pep Love)
And I’m the killa of the wack with no time to react

(Snupe)
I make em Holler

(Pep Love)
Makin dollars

(Snupe)
I’m a scholar

(Pep Love)
I’m a prince

(Snupe)
Since it all makes sense

(Pep & Snupe)
Lets sip some cogniac

(Snupe)
Your contaminated stand is taken for granted
Catered to the uncontended, faded and handed
To the next MC stranded, makin em mad quick
Of these undercover bandits, flakin like dandruff
Fuckin’ your man stiff
Stuck in his Stan Smith
Reluctant to the crew
Mr. Lee, and if you think I just do
The same as these gambling gimmicky MC’s
You don’t know my name
I’m in it to please
In available, the stellar flow
Wherever we go
Within minutes with ease
And we simultaneously straining these MC’s
Cause we Hiero
Claiming us is pain for free
By poetic caricature
Your flows pathetic, still embarrassing your
So called know all
And the richness, of my diversity compels
All the bitches, to come and pop at me and Pep
I give a gentle thrusting style of lyricism that your into
And what seems like Hieroglyphics wisdom is a pinto
Adjusting, fundamentally until the scratches
I’m matchless
So I kick back with scotch and smoke
So drop the coke
We gotcha so watch the choke
Leave ya hot like va-cotcha dough
And if she’s not then we got the mo’
On the back so I get another fishnet stocking hoe

Repeat chorus 1

[REPEAT]
Pep love:
I’m brilliant
Chill wit the niggaz that are massive
Ask Cas if you didnt know your slow like mollasses
I’m fast
Wit the gas
Hit the grass
Indica gives a blast
It’s the last Mister Mean
Or is he pleasant as a rose to the hoes
A future to the present
Buda bie bie
I fly heads like phesant
When I bust I must destrength
Never lack luster black
Whats the mack up to next
I’m vexed
I use a bat to flex if I gotta gat I’ll buck you
Dangerous
Your brain is clutched
Game is touched now everybody need to explain to us
The ways that they been plaigerisen way that I’ve been stylin
Get off Snupe’s dick or I’ll be forced to go buckwhyl-
In a minute or two
I’m in it but you
Are about to be finished cause once again its my crew
Who’s a looser snoozer on the Shamen
‘n’ Snupe
Groups be on the charlie
And ooh, we
Get the job done
Slob on my Knob one time
Phuck the cops
You don’t stop the crime and I’m out!

Cause when you’re chillin on this vibe
Ain’t nobody gonna hurt you
Relaxin, kickin and maxin
Strictly no packin, listenin to the sax, and
Takin time to the hole, is just another hobby troop
And plus I’m juiced, and Mike G is bringin barbecue
Sparin ribs
There it is, whoomp
Ain’t no harm in movinU your arms
And feelin the groove
Bringin a ting-a-ling to your body. Move
And if ya can’t
We’re laying hands all over you
Close your eyes, and repeat after me
It ain’t the power comin from pastor Snupe Lee
Phesto test
Your abilitys as you’re an usher
Hush ya
Wit the silence of the spirits
Than rush ya
Wit your hand stand on the grand non-ficition
And hurry up so we can do the benediction
(Chorus)
Extra Prolific’s havin church today
Souls of Mischief havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don’t be shy
We’re havin church today
Em, Casual’s havin church today
Yes the Shamen’s havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don’t be shy
We’re havin church today
We’re havin church today, ‘em
My man Del’s havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don’t be shy
We’re havin church today
Oh, git out your seats havin church today, ‘em
Yes we all havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don’t be shy
We’re havin church today
Oh, what’s going down…
Hieroglyphics..
For tha nine four

You just owin’ me
And can’t anotha nigga flow with me.
CASUAL:I give a hoe a G
Because you know it’s me
Casual the body rocka
Knock ya off the Vodka
When I locka
Chev up & rev up
The hottie all we doin’ is spin & grin & while we spend thousands
Got gold motherphukas in housin’
But Casual motherphukka aint no browsin’
Strictly buyin’
Cause what we have, we are
Chillin’ out with with my bitch eatin’ Caviar
Don’t laugh, we raw
At this rap shit
And it pays
By the phrase
Perhaps it don’t seem too for real ya’ll
But Casual is in it for the dollar bill ya’ll
I gotta peel ya’ll
And plus investments in fresh shit
Makin’ dough
In Swiss accounts
And this amounts. . .to cash money!