Miles To The Sun

[Chorus:]

I don't know what you've been told

but when we rippin the mic taking total control

just heed, pay attention, read, the inscription

our definition is the shit when we rock

we got, 93 million 5 thousand flows

and heres one more

[Opio:]

yeah I burn a gremlin escape on yo tape

intricate like a diagram of the universe

they cant devastate, levitate, featherweight

rappers who got separation anxiety

that's why they try to be just like the "H" to the third eye "RO"

..word

[Tajai:]

a nigga liable to flip

make your pulse skip

wide eyed surprised

so shocking when we choppin choking talking

for profit avoiding rocking stocking mass robbin

and voided got you like we imported put please..

[Pep Love:]

Don't get it distorted

Just flashin and the music and absorb it

hieroglyphics crew into orbit

we gotta motivate

elevate through the sky

hell if it aint a big surprise

how we dematerialize

then reappear in front of your eyes

you reach out but its light years away

[Opio:]

back again with the reincarnation

the awakening

you making green but you aint causing storms in the underground

fuck around get wiped cleaned from the slate and wonder how

now you miles from the sun

paranoia and you carry a gun

scared to death on the run

[Tajai:]

with no destination

and no nutts with no hesitation

the bonus bestowed beckoning those who know us

to get the checking and oppose the owners respecting

its affecting the music we grown upon

and that's sho enough

so enough and shined up

sidewinders is sewn up your times up

[Pep Love:]

Mine's just beginning and im intending to infinitely exist like this

taking it to another dimension

discovering i got style with a twist consistently

distant from the brother uttering other nonsenses

we gotta keep ya braincells fluttering

I don't know what you've been told

but this will unfold again the distance

and heed, pay attention, read the inscription

we giving the night the day, how many miles away?

93 million 5 thousand flows and heres one more [x3]

hieroglyphics...

[Tajai:]

At centigrade we blaze the strats

we suddenly combust spontaneous

till niggas need a bomb shelter

when i unveil the microphone

tapping your spine like your doctor

break water

the kinetic poetic lyrical archer with phonetic marksmanship

splittin moving targets apart with

aero dynamic rhymes from the barrel leaving your mic sterile

paralyze while i send you muppets

by the quintuplets with your tuxedos and cufflinks

bustin mabeline, get rushed disablin me to rock the show

is not an option so

it just don't stop

[Pep Love:]

listen my mind tunes releasing toxic fumes

developing each track each line consumes

sucka emcees in a feeding frenzy

you ducks are in season

up against me

the immanent threat veteran

that set trends

getting intimate with yo bitch feminine itch

style that are not appreciated on this side

im all in it like a tick for blood

when i collide to the top

its heavier than a riptide

i demolish the arena when obscene

obscene things are done

than after i rat a tat tat

so Swiss cheese emcees i burn them with rap degrees

I don't know what you've been told

but when the beat proceeds you need to keep close

and heed, pay attention, read, the inscription

we living this life to stay, they're many miles away

I don't know what you've been told

but when we rippin the mic taking total control

just heed, pay attention, read, the inscription

our definition is the shit when we rock

we got,

93 million 5 thousand flows and heres one more [x3]