Souls of Mischief — Let Em Know

[Verse 1: Opio] You're irresponsible, no focus I hope this advice grips I ripped it to shreds, I bust heads With soundwaves and frequencies Frequently I'm freakin the flows like hoes At Dancehall shows, rub-a-dub those Shattering Glass Joes with decibels To break spectacles, you can't see me You're feelin' queazy and uneasy Steppin cautious because you're nauseous I squashes emcees like I was Colossus Flippin on Magneto, never metal, without my bending Ending all existence, my rhymes blending Niggas up and liquifying, punks are crying Crews are dying while the mack keeps shining Gleaming, girls are screaming, 'cause I'm arousing My styles bring, wack kids, so hot you lookin drowsy And drained, refrain from being slain By my slang, once again I wreck brains [Verse 2: Tajai] Yo, shit occurs when I shift my words I dip a Swisher, to my kisser And get spliffed-a, I riff the Be the Mista, the abyss the Widen, 'cause I slide in Like a titan, mythical When I grip or pull Spliff, it will manipulate my brain In ways to plot or gain And raises Tajai is the brand that Keep it jam-packed Frankly pretty damn phat It's over me, I am enough to rip it flat, and pass The mic to me and see emcees sadden fast You're ratty, match my tip, you pips And Gladys Knight gets darkness Is where we best scar kids If ours gets bootlegged and sold in the market Then mark this Them stands plan to be targets And I'll stand grand Then peace to Richmond and Of course the Land I'm lettin ya know 'cause I can [Hook:] "Yeah, I'ma let ya know Yeah, I'ma let ya know Yeah, I let you know Yo, I'm lettin niggas know" [Verse 3: A-Plus] I say that nigga A, that nigga A-K Can make a nigga day in a very special nigga way Breaking backs and fists as I smack and diss Wackness, 'cause they lack this Phatness, in fact this is Very booty indeed, prayin you could be freed From torture or I'll scorch ya with a torch-a Gasoline, I smash your spleen I'm quick to blast a fiend You better jet if ya' ass is keen Yeah, I got a master plan I'm faster than Drastic Man My thing is "Who would blast a friend?" I only blast wack rhymers It's time to find ya' own flows I throw spines and bones You're ass, extremely ass You see me pass the senior class Yo, and now I'm free at last So let me bust a grill if I must Making blood spill and your eyes fill with puss When I bust [Verse 4: Phesto] Here I go again Return of the Jedi, red-eye Use my lightsaber to take guys that pick my flavor I pounce and trounce on emcees when I slay ya Remember the days you parleys 'em to the left 'Cause I get deafer than senior citizens with Alzheimer's And squash rhymers to vapor Shatter, at a Forfeiture when I split 'cha Tore and ripped ya My orator's quick to concoct a sicker flow So crawl back under your rock, get off my jock I'm quicker than minute rice to split and slice Rappers as I entrapped ya Slapped ya, with my rapture On the down low, I trapped your brain And flips it Watch the maestro Slice hoes, entice hoes As I rip shit Dip shit, you rap but Keep your trap shut 'Cause you lack what Phesto's inducing I get mood swings! [Hook:] "Yeah, I'ma let ya know Yeah, I'ma let ya know Yeah, I let you know Now y'all niggas know"