Souls Of Mischief

Souls Of Mischief - Limitations lyrics

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 Understand this man is the grand est
 The mighty dreaded  niggaz step and get beheaded
 Shredded  left a battered broken man
 Chosen hand busted from the tussle from the mic which I ignite
 Like a pyromaniac don't play me that's
 not recommended  you're winded your girl lays me back
 and I attack the twat viciously
 Got it twitchin  she's a bitch to the dopefiend beat
 Hope we meet in the next lifetime
 For the strife I'm, the nigga with the better rhyme
 Hoes think I'm adorable, MC's think I'm oracle
 Foolish mortal, I got the flows so call your crew
 And crush the earth's crust because I bust
 Thunderous, I'm breakin niggaz down to dust
 The rhyme sorceror forces you to shout my praises
 Phenomenal phrases hit you like exploding razors


 Now who put the West up on the map?
 Perhaps you should run laps, you're wack with a stack of dumb raps
 Thumbtacks mark your headquarters
 You're dead when I slaughter, and now your head's leaking red water
 You shoulda been a donor, I'm prone to bone ya hoe
 Though she know I can flow, cuz I showed her
 And now she's up on my shit, I'm slick
 I rhyme quick, and I'm the shit, dick
 Hieroglyphics in the house like punishment
 Who is running shit, A-Plus is the one to get
 foul, if you think I'm flippin on the man with the skills
 Niggaz get the dills, still
 Hieroglyphics sound the lights, surround the mics
 I pound the lights cuz they haven't found the light
 But I never taught ya discipline, feel my fist again
 If it's in your face, get a taste, cuz you commit the sin


 MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations


 *singing* When Captain Tajai throws his weight it's hard
 The verbs they scourge I fly nerds while I be fine
 Put on your radar, I don't stay far
 That's why men are noid, I irritate like hemmaroids (ouch)
 You made the proper preperations, I still ate ya
 I hate ya, I rate the
 mindstate of niggaz that I'm greater, none of that later
 We can do this I wreck blocks like Brutus
 It's not a chore ta, make you come up shorter
 Cuz niggaz know I'm sure to serve without takin no orders
 So here's a tip from the hip to your dips
 Get with the man who rips, stop being stalled by them drips
 I'll do you swell, I got better aim than Willie Tell
 I rung so let me ring your bell
 DING-DONG! My sing song swells like a Samolian
 stuck in my pocket, I simply rock it


 Call it splat on your face when you try to face the match
 You're tripping you're slipping you're sliding off my fly blend
 of wording, soon to be hurting, a nerd teen rabbit
 Peace to the niggaz who got my back and
 Everyone else can get the dills
 I hit your skills up, like my tag
 You rag and boast about your coast but it really don't phase me
 You're style's lazy, you must be drinkin that Crazy
 My thinking's phat and it pays me!
 Your days be decreasing be-cause we beats men
 I seen at least ten enemies daily!
 But what you'll get bold, and try to play me maybe that
 imbecile, while my bat, is sensible
 His brain I got ta beez giving niggaz lobotimes
 I trife with these, individuals criminals of my own rap
 On behalf of Phesto, I like to laugh


 MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations, their limitations
 MC's should know their limitations

 Yeah, now I got something to say, on the behalf of Hieroglyphics
 This the D-E-L, and umm, I'm sick of all you weak-ass
 booty-ass motherfucking rappers
 And uhh, next time I see you on the motherfucking street
 I'ma bust your motherfucking nose
 Uhh, fuck you!! Peace
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Author: Jay Suarez, John Owens (2)

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation


Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: '93 'til Infinity (1993)

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