Let It Roll - Hieroglyphics

Yo, who is it?

Yeah!

Make my voice sound clear like that!

There!

Yeah!

We keep it raw

Rare!

That’s my nigga!

That’s my nigga there

Hands in the air!

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Yo there is no escape

No recourse when I resort to forces of sorts reserved for bloodsports

Swerve up on a curb

Smash the sheriff

Hop out with words

Leave him unnerved

Blast a burner in your general vicinity

Pin it on your proximity I’m sending these to rock endlessly

Check your posture

Posthumously your props had you propped up

Now you’re being autopsed and chopped up

Knocked off and awestruck

With a touch of destruction

Catch a southpaw punch when I step in the function

Fluctuating and punctuating you punks with one puncture

Making you unsure what you front for

Pep Love

Fire water wizard with an exquisite, explicit exhibit of my entire arsenal

Artful and thoughtful, awful and treacherous regiment catching 'em

Off guard when I stretch and bend

Blend with my kin

Put my work in

Keep the party perkin', make a new friend

Chill with the children

Family and humanity, can it be an illusion?

Hieroglyphics yeah

To the kick

And the snare like that!

There!

Yeah!

We keep it raw

Rare!

That’s my nigga!

That’s my nigga there

Hands in the air!

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That!

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Can’t forget the high

Hat

Boom

Cap

Yeah!

Yo, we hold down the square

Like that

There!

Yeah!

We keep it raw

Rare!

That’s my nigga!

That’s my nigga there

Hands in the air!

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Yo it’s the redefinition of clever, the hot stepper

Mic checker, chin checker, bitch checker

You beat me?

Man, whatever

I’ll battle you wherever whenever

Rattle you in every endeavor

Just get better and better

A vegan and I never wear leather

But still a cannibal

Flying high like a human cannonball

Up up and away while I’m puffin' a jay

All that gas up in your tank, you’re gonna make a fucking mistake

Clutch the snake by the fat of his neck behind his jaws

Find a soft spot

Sink my venom and render it into him

Any and every enemy entering in the interim finna get

Finished to they last flimsy filament

They all feelin' it!

Militant

Resident of Oz, innocent so save

Your soft sentiments for somebody who give a shit

Rack your body with concussive attacks

Leaving divots and dents

The methods with which my tone pivot and shift

Are sufficient to those with

Our sedition in small doses

But it’s still explosive

Uh

I apply a fly variety of my replies

Getting cooperative on a privatized

Droppin' this hip hop in this modern day metropolis

Optimistic mystic thoughts in the midst of the mouth of madness

Belly of the beast and blasphemous

Acts of massive disastrous

Diverging in masses

Clashing classes emerging and we urging revolution

Vast social change

I bring coastal rains, smoke and flame

Spoken, to invoke my pain

And put it to song

I’m sure-footed and strong

Pep steps in increments to jet set

An exception to the mediocrity

Monotony and hypocrisy, that hip hop is weak

Continuing through the darkness, holding the light

Molding my soldiers right when I’m holding the mic

Hieroglyphics yeah

To the kick

And the snare like that!

There!

Yeah!

We keep it raw

Rare!

That’s my nigga!

That’s my nigga there

Hands in the air!

Like

That!

Like

That!

Can’t forget the high

Hat

Boom

Cap

Yeah!

Yo, we hold down the square

Like that

There!

Yeah!

We keep it raw

Rare!

That’s my nigga!

That’s my nigga there

Hands in the air!

Like

That!

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That!

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