Souls Of Mischief - Souls of Mischief lyrics
[Souls Of Mischief - Souls of Mischief lyrics]
Kaboom! The Jedi’s back to seismic
Shock ya, I’m the doctor
With the donor organ I
Amputated from your body, shotty
I got equipped with slingshots to
Fling rocks and clean clocks
I’m leaving emcees in comas, traumatized
In conniptions when I flips my scionic powers
It’s been hours, since you cowards
Got devoured, when I showered these
Catastrophic flows, I’m overwhelming foes
‘Cause Phesto’s rhetoric’s the
Sedative bestowed upon ya
Misdemeaning the schemes when I
Shift your blisters
("Always misbehaving and mischievous")
Yo, now I gotta kill a
Nigga quicker than AIDS virus
Will a ho try the flyest? ‘Cause, I just
Know that fools will never know the
Half and then I laugh
‘Cause, I never sweat none of
Them niggas from Telegraph
And I never ever front
But I pull a clever stunt
And I do it better so I bet
It’s what you want
Give me the props and while you’re at it
Get off the penises
Of the Keener kids, you seen I did
Destruction, what’s in store, skins for me
‘Cause, I am the man and you
Can only pretend to be
A-P-L, you know the rest is history
X is finsta be flexin’ instantly
Since it be my turn, I burn like VD
Venereal Disease and I bury all emcees
Souls of Mischief, my bros hoes can get with
I suppose that a foe knows who is gifted
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
I’m sly, swift like a stiff spring breeze
Swing schemes of a nature that is mischievous
My soul is into this, render this
Mic property, properly
Or I’ll pop ya, G, see I got to be
Incarcerated, hated by the boys in blue
Poison you pose a threat
If you wanna step then I can voice a few
Verses, curses never catch me
‘cause I’m crafty
Nasty like your bitch getting
Rich on the ave, see
I’m a vandal and I think the
Vast majority that bore of me
I’m well-endowed
Shroud the head with a beanie
Now I’m feeling camouflaged, my bat
Is lodged in your ribcage, meany
Miney mo, find me
Joe could cross me on the PM
Creepin’, crack the cranium when I see him
‘Cause Opio gets even Stevens, tis the season
For swinging bats and taxin’
Breaking backs and
Smacking all the suckers ‘cause I’m thieving
Ayo, who’s it on?
Tajai ‘cause I’m flyer than invites
And when mics are gripped, dips flip
The bat will then hit with the stiff one
Gets funds for freakin’ words
And herds of huns now chumps, um
Fight ‘cause I hit more skins than sunlight
So one plight is equal to the flight
Heads, bob or crack as
Louisviller flies opponents
And frauds get jelly or come
Crummy like the donuts
Chewy, many have said when I envelop folks
I can come flyer than
Sex on Hubble telescopes
Hella folks are heathen
There’s no reason for existence
Persistence to drive then you die why bother
I shoos off foes like Japanese restaurants
The best ain’t gots to practice
I bat kids and adults
Ask folks why, because I’m leavin’
Ayo fuck this shit, man, I’m out
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous
Always misbehaving and mischievous