Del]

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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