Del meister  bout to heist the hijacking  come back
 Listen to this  peep it

 The transfixer  reprimand your bland fixtures
 Replenishing with my menacing sentencing
 Up inside this  oblige with guidance
 From the funk expanding verb triton
 I glance upon the multitudes of weak and seek
 To organization concentration camps so they can get lobotimized
 Fuck so bad  you feel sodomized
 Time for words to be colonized
 To keep regards tall in size
 Erecting the best things in life
 My flows composed of foe-sas
 My enemies cheese in my face and embrace my palm
 I hella spurn, but my face is calm
 Keeping the hip-hop scene vibrant
 I come alive with good tide, it's fine, and MC's silent
 Milestones in Hiero history
 Led you wishin' we was never released, at least
 Even if our demo tapes add to the myth of Hiero's gifts
 Those that don't agree is just pleading the Fifth
 Proceeding to enscript the code
 that makes your brain overload and implode
 Too much imagination got you facing defeat
 Quit rhyming cause to wasting the beat
 It's Del with my diabolical follow-ups
 And logged to augmentated tales that keep you mind tensing
 With interest, and that was just an entrance

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 Save it, put it in your pocket for later
 It's all greater, I'ma do you a small favor
 Deliver want we call beta
 For ya'll and your neighbors
 With Del on the mic, and Rob on the fader
 Wait up, hold up, Hiero got it sewed up
 You know butt, Del is coming through with the cold cuts
 Competition shouldn't have even shown up with No Nuts
 We robust, Del is coming through with the cold cuts

 [Pep Love]
 The coldcuts
 Make the whole planet panic and when it blows up
 I hit'em again and again
 Trust no one
 The Hieroglyphic mics have been descrated by the likes of them
 And I don't know about that diplomatic shit
 I rather let it crank when niggas be on the dick like a nympho
 I murder'em like hurdling obstacles
 It cause holocaust, all I got is word & balls
 I'm hot pepper, that you don't wanna taste to see
 So just watch me lace the beat gracefully
 And ain't a nigga got a thang to say
 My broken language slay niggas that came this way
 Aimlessly
 My automatic's brave, reck havoc and mayhem
 If you got something to say, come to bay
 And get it off your chest
 Then put it to rest
 Another competitor bested
 Ready to, just shut the hell up
 Develop your skill, and get enveloped still
 With my nigga Del up, to bat turn, yellow belly, and lilly livered
 We delivered the russian roulette
 You never know it might get you wet
 I'll make a issue out of that bitch, you turned to diss (WHO)
 Thee invincible, Hieroglyphics crew,
 I'll grab that ass by that braid and shock you like Raiden
 Wash you mouth out with dick, and keep skating pass
 The irrelvant punk that pumps fiction
 But no, he don't want no friction
 I got a mic addiction that I don't wanna kick
 Mine's are original rhymes that are three-dimensional
 Inching up to the pinnacle and cranking my engine up
 And then I'm out with the middle finger up
 And a perpetual "S" on my chest, just to let you know
 We still the best

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