No Nuts lyrics

Artist  : Hieroglyphics 
Song : No Nuts



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[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

Chorus:

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

Chorus