(feat. Pep Love)



[Pep Love]

Hieroglyphics y'all, what?

The mic's on you!  After dark

Yeah



[Chorus: Pep Love]



After dark, is gripping season

After dark it might happen for the wrong reasons

After dark, and it don't cease

until the break of dawn, I shoot the breeze



[Pep Love]

In the heat of the night... what you gon' do?

After dark... yeah!



Why don't you come into, what I'm into

Slip into darkness, and listen, I rhyme monumental

Never I fault or halt or alt-er my ulterior

Assault to inferior thoughts are feeble!

In the process the party people wobble

but it don't fall down, and it won't stall now

Beware, the boy's bad after seven

When the lights go click my mic injects nitro

into my bloodstream, I get to gushing

Cold crushing lyrics so much reach out and touch things

unexplored, from hits to flops that plummet

The synopsis is we rock this shit

Day and night, but it gets intense

to extends a pleasure unmeasurable when I'm layin pipe

in domes, protected, by the microphone

When night fall I fall in my zone and it's on



[Chorus x2]



[Pep Love]

I see the moon and get hectic like the ocean

Who that in the back causing commotion?

Draped in black, killer on the attack

Around the time the hoes hit their stroll and the pros mack

I don't know how to act, so give me a smack

on the blackhand side telling me that I'm intact

It is the, charisma, that gets ya paid

but flame me this is when I got ta vic ya

It never rains in the Northwest

We profess to be the best the rest can Rest In Peace

Cause night time is the right time

for the Hieroglyphic icons to drop bombs



[Chorus x2]



That's how we rock the mic

Hieroglyphics imperial!

Non-stop!

After Dark, the sun ain't shinin

Trail of blood

Mind power, the next level, night time



[Pep Love]

After dark, you see the joint sparkin

Dogs, barkin territory that I'm markin

cannot be, walked upon

or your worst fear will be embraked upon

I'm bringin armaggedeon to your chest, and you know the rest

is history, like Rapunzel's, golden tresses

I, couldn't care less about a nigga in a vest

I was shootin for the knees makin him dance and plead

for me to put em out they misery, my word wizardry

is a dream you had about, you was coming clean

When you woke up, your heart broke up, be dawn

Leaving you with the reality that the day goes on, until



[Chorus x2]



[various talk, fade]