Souls Of Mischief

Souls Of Mischief - That's When Ya Lost lyrics

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"I find it fun to smash emcees into (fine bits)
 So why I ain't get my just deserts for all the kids I busted  huh?
 I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much
 for the askin'
 Cool I got the (skill crafted tools)
 Massive fools at my work bench and
 (I'm wrenchin') mics from they graspin'
 (That's how it has been)
 The drill's this: I kill swift
 I feels I better slay or, (hey
 my tape measures greater)
 So now I'm (askin') dips if they (saw me)
 and they was available
 would they want me to (nail'em all?)
 Be through, screw drive her (screwdriver) crazy
 Nuttin', bold, lively
 (Put on your high beams)

 I, proliferator, quickly fade to niggas vigorous
 Figure I kick stunts,
 I punch twice that nigga that's dissin' at me
 Attach'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclism
 I give'em a (skism),
 I (stroke to croak her, I broke her)
 Chokin' up on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)
 then I give a concusssion in your NUTS when I'm bustin'
 Dead with my lead graff
 I cloth thee, I (swing) off-beat, off the
 cerebellum, swellin' nimrods
 Ten brains couldn't parallel this,
 (ha) I'm caraouselling kids
 while they wallow and swallow hallow tips (yep)
 You follow and slippin'
 I'm rippin' mics nice twice like (dicin' kids in fractions)
 Yo, (figure, I tax men)

 Steppin' to Casual
 That's when ya lost

 What about Domino?
 That's when ya lost

 But if you step to Snupe
 That's when ya lost

 Steppin' to A ...
 That's when ya lost

 If you play the Tajai
 That's when ya lost

 Man, steppin' to Opio
 That's when ya lost

 Seppin' to Phesto
 That's when ya lost

 Phuck with Toure'
 That's when ya lost

 (Yo), I'm willin' to bet, you're willin' to sweat (yah)
 But illin''ll get you - (bruised), I kill and I step to - (crews)
 And abuse two's and three's, who's the g that hoe's know (me)
 Me & Hiero, I know, (I'm fly, bro)
 So why flow if you're not invigerating (why)
 I know where you live,
 there at your crib,
 (I got niggas waitin')
 I figure raping is crime, see (see)
 I take my time, b (b)
 And now your g (is my g)
 Now I'm gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids
 (Yo), I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (wack dis)
 dissin' before you've ever seen this
 So you can get the middle (what middle?), the penis

 Never the match the miraculous tactics
 I smack tricks, the wax is at your wack bitch
 (I crack bricks)
 who can't cum
 I leave'm broke and dumb
 def, and plus I'm causin' cardiac arrest
 You need some rest
 (Check), as I'm chizzlin' (riddles in) your memory
 Remember me?
 I hacked your body to pieces
 (Disassembling) your (blows)
 you bros started trembling from shock and trauma
 (I'm water)
 in lives when I bomb-a
 babbling dislexic, I make'em exit
 This lifetime, I wake up words, (I excite rhymes)
 I'm enthusin' when I'm bruisin'
 Hoes, take off your shoes when I abuse men
 Your losin'

 If you slept on Del
 That's when ya lost

 Steppin' to Pep love
 That's when ya lost

 Phuckin' around with J-Biz
 That's when ya lost

 Step to Mike G
 That's when ya lost

 Smoke on that crackrock
 That's when ya lost

 The Souls of Mischief??
 That's when ya lost

 When you don't know where your goin'???
 That's when ya lost

 When you don't win!!??
 That's when ya lost

 Phuckin' around with Hierogliphics
 That's when ya lost

 If you phuck with The Shamen
 That's when ya lost

 That's when ya lost

 (That's when you lose - proper)

 That's when ya lost

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Author: Damani Thompson, Teren Delvon Jones

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation


Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: '93 'til Infinity (1993)

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