The Interrogation

[a-plus]

Hieroglyphics baby

Yeah, yeah!

[a-plus]

Yo, we delicate precision I erect the prison

Make you respect the wisdom

Man Im chillin with these checks Im gettin

Cashola when I raps over tracks, yo I mack

Just to break a ho back, we spin that ass over

Stop hatin before my dogs mash on ya

Niggas claimin they ballers they cant even sack dosia

No model chicks, just a trick, some wack (bova? )

No range rover just a moped and a crashed nova

Yall speak hard but then you leave scarred

When you see my deep squad it mean you fin to meet god

Is you a retard, it get heavy when pleas start

Snatch your weak broad then we playin leapfrog

[tajai]

Yeah we sometimes explicit

Never complicit, bust it

I gets busy usin the arts of mystics

Break the shit down then I start to twist it

Blow it, into the wind

When I touch the microphone its a win-win, situation

You placed in Im goin for the ball

Its all about concentration and placement

Boxin niggas out rockin any house

Any time, any where, any how, nigga feel me now?

Phenomenon, for the mash on the feminine

Off the sour mash cobwebs in my calabash

Blast on you scalawags

Then Ill blow up some power plants

Dont have to ask you yo how was that

[chorus: tajai]

Yeah we inter-continental

Multiple mentals, possessive of all essentials

Movin on you minstrels

Man this what we off in to

This what we was meant to do

Uh yeah we inter-continental

Ballistic missile

Melt bones, flesh and gristle

Put away your pistol

Cause you gon feel us when we hit you

Nigga we the hiero crew, marks

[casual]

Ay,

They aint got the heart to battle us

Our challengers stay talentless

Im imbalanced fuckin (funabulous? )

No need to counteract you counter-attack us youre kinda wack

Engaged in static with the lymphatic pimp at it

Large and the thought you was still swift at it rhythmatic

With hard shit

Wordsmith versatile while jewel of the nile style

ll get you buried

They see your picture when they get your obituary

You scary-ass low-class ho-ass nigga

Broke-ass nigga you dont know cash, nigga

[opio]

Aw yeah

Im like side street high speedin

Sharp turnin

Rack and pinion steering veerin towards the curb &

Police runnin, machine-gunnin

Gasoline mark fuhrman, start burnin, leave nothin

No evidence just dead presidents

The feds nemesis treacherous evil residents

Who got weapons with scopes on em op squash it

They deep as the exorcist tryin to cause a closed coffin

Man Im on a mic show stoppin

Like a loaned shotgun

The rest are so monotonous

Pseudo-scientific but you know hieros infinite

Fuck a diamond I dominate concentrate

[chorus: tajai]

Yeah we inter-continental

Meditated mind state balanced mental

Movin on you minstrels

Mashin on the instrumental

Man thats what we meant to do

Uh, yeah we inter-continental

Ballistic missile

Melt bones, flesh and gristle

You aint fin to feel shit when we hit you

We into you, this is the hiero crew, marks

[phesto dee]

Yeah its metal gear for the track layer

Sword blaze your vertebaes up

Swing my laser like a space-age sensei

The suckers sashe

Backfire on the messiah

Its quick draw

Rapid fire through your rap attire

I side-saddle ya

Sciatica straddle your automatics

Dazzled em with fabulous force thats haphazardous

Third-rail ya taggers with flow, hell daggers

I nailed raymond, you frail baggage

A stale package

Sharp hatchet heres johnny

Lyrics (rally? )

Draw down like salvador dali

Out the drawer to the hollies

Snatchin bodies clowns get cracked up at the colli

Like niggas tryin to 720 wind mill into our alley

[pep love]

It was written in the stone tablets

Hieroglyphics rippin microphones savage

Puttin imperium on the map bitch

Niggas be lettin they lips flap

Speakin on my crew in front the hoes

Dude, what kinda shits that?

You bound to get slapped

Car-jacked and pistol smacked

And get your bitch kidnapped

And I dont even get down like that

But word get around quick

Guess you wanna hear me spit some town shit

Nah I got a different style, in the 99th percentile

While you tryin to get down I been down with real niggas

That will make you wig-wiggle

While Im gigglin stickin ya chick with the dill pickle,

You feel that?

[chorus: tajai]

We inter-continental

You corny niggas always tracin usin stencils

Mash you mentals

I hope you got full-dental

Nigga this the hiero crew, marks

Yeah we inter-continental

Ballistic missle

Melt bones, flesh and gristle

Movin on you minstrels

Mashin on the instrumental

Nigga this the hiero crew, marks!