Redirect your motivation  while we collect the dough forsaken
 Making a mockery of you MC's  we grimace malicious parodies
 you're finished  allowing you to win is just not in us
 that's horrendous just replenish apprentice retract all
 the wack 'fore you niggaz get blackballed  you're small
 And we make a spectacle of y'all withdrawal
 Punk contention bitten for attention
 Souls of Mischief your worst, enemies, your energy's
 wasted, disintegrated, you'll be incinerated
 by the innovative when I'm stimulated come pale
 To embellish I relish MC's overzealous who fail us
 Time will tell us, emulating recreation is colorless
 Frontin like they on some other shit
 Developing discover this irrelevant to wack intact exact
 Well I belittle MC's, and hold no reefer
 But sho don't sleep I'm out

 Verse Two: Tajai

 We the fruits of rotten seeds, nowadays it's bout greed
 That's the policy, get from me, so I grab all I see
 And after that we out, in a trail of laughter
 raps and doubtless claims of standards upheld and maintained
 This ain't no, flash in the pan shit, just sell it and fade to nada
 Or dance hits to propel, a major knot up in my billfold
 One day I got up and I willed no rapper greater
 They fake and still doze and act like they young as fuck
 Hollerin about the niggaz they buck
 Fallin out the windows made up like hoes if they get bucked
 Lesson utmost, japanitos to one broke
 who have an ego, or fade you like vita largo
 Damn where did he go? Sucker felt the evil I know, word
 Casino, I ant that ass like zebra skins
 Fidos keepin pins and needles
 Whether you tread or rest your head until ya
 Succumb to the voice that's deep within, you should know

 Chorus:

 It's time to let the weak shit go, no more
 And if you with us, hoe hoe!!!
 You should know, it's time to let that wack shit go, no more
 And if you with us, hoe hoe!!!

 Verse Three: Opio

 They say I'm too posessive, agressive
 I make a mess of MC's depress em, plessin em
 The West eclipse the rest, suggestions, to the ones in my profession
 Testin, congestin, the mic doin impressions
 Souls of Mischief make em all fall in succession
 If you're pressin luck self destruct
 I'm vindictive, so descriptive
 Intriguing on the mic, we don't see things alike
 I strike at breakneck speeds and leave you think twice
 'fore I sink ice cold lyrics and you're sliced
 through the mirror and it's right to the center
 where it hurts, convert
 Reconsider the bitter, consequences
 You're defenseless against us, you go berzerk
 Ingesting MC's like clockwork, when I rock
 murderous rhymes one time for your mind
 And drop dimes for them niggaz who don't get live

 Verse Four: A-Plus

 I reduce you to dust piles
 Plus styles'll crush smiles, seducing women til they bust out
 of they garments, always give the crowd what they wanted
 I rock the mic and now, they don't want you on it
 So I own it, I make my grip tight
 It's like I'm nuttin nice when I'm writing rhymes to cut and slice men
 You wouldn't, I win every time that we clash
 I will surpass ya, A-Plus a known flasher
 Rhyme if you wanna, it makes no difference
 cause you still gonna die, youse a goner
 You shouldn't even try, why was you on the
 mic in the first place
 You even chose tbe track, see yousa nigga with the worst taste
 I make you niggaz disperse with haste
 My tape first with bass hurts your face we curse the fates
 I think that I should be your human idol
 Makin MC's suicidal when they lose they title

 Chorus: repeat 2X

 Now, you should know, it's time to let that wack shit go
 No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe!!
 Now you should know, you need to let that wack shit go
 No mo', and if you with us, hoe hoe!!

 Yeah, Souls of Mischief in the house like that
 Souls of Mischief rock the house
 My man big Domino, yeah yeah
 Big Casual, yeah yeah
 ...
 Pep Love
 Can't forget Jay-Biz
 Westbound, North side, like that
 ...
 Hieroglyphics in the house
 Let that wack shit go