Mics of the Roundtable - Hieroglyphics.mp3

Mics of the Roundtable - Hieroglyphics.mp3
Mics of the Roundtable-Hieroglyphics (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] 作词 : Carter, L...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Carter, Lilndsey, Lindsey ...
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Adam Carter/Tajai Massey/Opio Lindsey/Damani Thompson
[00:09.24]Yeah, Hieroglyphics crew, ya don't stop
[00:25.11]What? Hieroglyphics crew, ya don't stop
[00:28.26][Intro/Chorus: x2]
[00:32.73]All nightin, all dayin, crusadin
[00:33.36]Invadin, tryin to find out who's Satan
[00:35.85]Hieroglyphics on the conquest, move makin
[00:37.89]For the holy mic you takin
[00:40.17]A man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
[00:43.02]Man you must know how to step with no power left
[00:45.18]Those words are words of the prophetess of the powerless
[00:48.12]as she professed, we became incensed, set up on a quest
[00:50.88]Totally entrenched in every flow that we dispensed
[00:53.28]Any foe'll be a cinch, cause we know that we been sent
[00:55.80]By the divine, universal mother and father to rhyme
[00:59.10]You pre-millenium MC's are far behind
[01:01.23]So we off to find, the holy mic it's only right
[01:03.84]Hieroglyphics mics of the round table can hold it tight
[01:06.84]Keep it stable, collectin, scriptures and secrets
[01:09.39]Projectin the cohesive, beam like graviton
[01:11.88]with the avalon, Hiero is shit ask God
[01:14.49]And evil-doers on the mic you have done your last fraud
[01:17.07]This ain't no practical joke, or anti-factual hoax
[01:19.68]But something each breath in my avioli sacs'll promote
[01:22.38]Opposing MC's will be stomped in the process or taken hostage
[01:25.77]until it is accomplished and you can't stop us
[01:27.99]Draw down the drawbridge, cross the moat, let's go
[01:30.39]Hieroglyphics adventures in the Twilight Zone
[01:51.09][Chorus]
[01:51.69][A-Plus]
[01:55.26]Rumor has it, in a far away land
[01:57.03]The enemy's partly a devil and he's partly a man
[01:59.85]Now we, on a crusade, and I, got a new blade
[02:02.55]from the blacksmith, plus some chainmail that fits my frame well
[02:05.85]Three Knights walking, Knights stalkin for the Holy Mic y'all
[02:09.09]Sun up to night fall
[02:10.65]Despite all efforts from the sacreligious interlopers
[02:13.89]Mountains, snows, swamps, even bridges we will venture over
[02:16.83]We were amazed it took
[02:18.33]only a mere, three hundred sixty days on foot
[02:21.09]Now we, better be brave 'fore we enter the cave
[02:23.85]If we don't our people will either be dead or be slaves
[02:26.10][Tajai]
[02:26.37]I've got a, vague, feeling he's here somewhere
[02:29.10]Feeding off rage, villiany, tears and fears
[02:31.83]Hob nobbin with Hobgoblins, drinkin blood out of golden goblets
[02:35.37]Waitin for us to throw the gauntlet
[02:36.99]And start some conscience, so it can locate then squash us
[02:39.66]Lest we stay cautious, remembered our spells
[02:41.70]Only kept the strongest on parchment
[02:43.50]Excellent swordsman and marksmen
[02:44.97]Who's souls have been tarnished, but still escaped the demon's harness
[02:47.79]Treading intrepantly upon a course
[02:49.65]So many mornings, noons and nights no snoozing
[02:51.78]Following the Northern Lights
[02:53.13]Does this Holy Mic, really exist?
[02:55.35]Or is it I'm risking my life, following visions?
[02:58.08]The Knights got my back, original is black
[03:00.72]I keep thinking that, it strengthens my attack
[03:03.33]We blaze the final sack, tribuning, then start up the stone stairs
[03:06.51]to the inner sanctum, to do our duty
[03:08.25][Phesto D]
[03:08.94]We're prepared to shed blood and die as mortals for the Round Table
[03:12.36]If we just happen to get slaughtered, depart our coil deep in soil
[03:15.57]Her royal highness was boiled alive in turpentine
[03:18.60]Right in line with the serpentine skirt, she died cursed
[03:21.45]The whole Oligarch was torn apart before the Dark Ages eclipsed the planet
[03:25.38]So the Holy Septum known as the microphone would be in sole control
[03:28.44]We'd unfolded the scroll that told us where to go
[03:31.05]Through the mongols, the concrete jungles
[03:33.18]slipped in The Man From UNKLE, was swashbuckling
[03:35.70]beat shuffling, acrobatic attack with titanic force
[03:39.03]Back and forth, trading slashes and gashes
[03:41.28]The torch dwindled, then rekindled with flashes
[03:43.77]Right again, then I put my scimitar right up in em
[03:46.44]Venom is like a scorpion sting, retrieve the age old relic
[03:50.37]Now, I'm back to the Round Table...
[03:54.60][Chorus]
[03:58.71]Hieroglyphics crew, ya don't stop!
[04:07.17]Hieroglyphics crew, ya don't stop!
[04:11.52]Yeah, we shall continue
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