As long as you don't put too much on it 



[Verse 1] 



Tonight we got the mic on cruise 

With more luck than horseshoes 

While we fuse together like ?? 

'Cause we move with ten ton thrusters 

The cosmopolitan cosmonaut up in your knot again like aneurysms 

Expand with wisdom 

Musical mannerisms are parallel to cannibalism 

And animal instinct that's in sync 

Distinct, leavin' suckas extinct when we combine 

The gravity hella fine, physics of mind 

Inebriating, leave you gaping open 

Nothing's safe in Oakland 

It's potent and murder is the slogan but 

We showin' you the erosion of the stereotypical 

Itchin' to pull the trigger on niggas 

This is all original 

And brand new, fidgetin' with tracks that are rigid and 

Pigeonholin rappers while collectin' dividends at the door 

Ya' know [ECHOES] 

And that's how it goes 



[CHORUS] 



Who? Who? Who? Who? 

Who the entertainers stompin' through like cross-trainers? 

Can't be no plainer 

YOU! 

The remainders couldn't never be that one 

Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum 



Who? Who? Who? Who? 

Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators 

With rhymes so major 

YOU! 

Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager 

Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper 



[Verse 2] 



Once again in your dimension, tension personified 

Del and Hieroglyphics pollenize 

We don't apolgize for gettin' places packed back-to-back 

Our rank cranks just about any function 

While your memory file is blank 

No hankey-pankey jankey stuff goin' 

Down over here no forms of raps eroding 

My styles fluctuate like the Dow Jones average 

While they stay savage 

My cassette change shape and transform like ravage or rumble 

Make the earth crumble and seperate 

Fallin' to the underground 

Get into your head like a metal plate 

While you sit and wait for these niggas on TV, they hella fake 

Hieroglyphics, they can never escape us 

The eagle eye, Mach 1, three mics 

Yes indeed, intuition is the tool in which I use 

When enrichin' you with original stylistics 

And the Hieroglyphic ritual is too habitually blowin up 

With ballistic attacks 

Let me just deal with the facts 

Niggas keep it real in they raps which are not realistic 

Perfection and our poetical competitive edge 

Is just a reflection of how we feel shit 

This history's impressionist microphone specialist 

Catchin' bids for puttin' MCs parts in my fridge 

But granted quiz it to exquisite to the highest EO 

My prodigal product a diabolical melodics 

Aquatic is nautical 

Motion, Hiero, kenetic flotation so fuck ya phony radio rotation 

My colossal might on the mic is optimum 

Hip-hop from the Sequoia Heights populous 

Gamma rays like Bruce Banner 

Phase your scanner 

With mind over matter I slap the curls out you girl scouts....ya know 



[CHORUS] 



Who? Who? Who? Who? 

Are these originators rippin' cuts like sabres 

In the hands of Darth Vader 

YOU! 

The remainders couldn't never be that one 

Pack em in by millions attendance is platinum 

Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? 

Who the innovators who stimulate like vibrators 

With rhymes so major 

YOU! 

Ya' need us to rock a show, hit the pager 

Niggas catch vapors when our lyrics hit the paper 



Yeah, Ah