| Song | Trilogy |
| Artist | Souls of Mischief |
| Album | Trilogy: Conflict, Climax, Resolution |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (opio): | |
| Eighteen when a redneck sendin me deaththreats | |
| Cuz his niece fantasize about wet sex when i'm in her headsets | |
| She throw caution to the wind | |
| They want to put my third eye in the crosshairs and then | |
| Let rounds off | |
| But see life is a gamble | |
| I stay on my toes like (ben vereen?) | |
| And i seen plenty scandals (everyday) | |
| You sound soft when you speakin' | |
| You need ammo to turn rambo you's a weekend warrior | |
| Oakland california will eat you alive | |
| That shit is weak you can try, you'll get slammed joe | |
| You get your hands broke swingin' on the man of steel | |
| You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite | |
| Mass appeal in the battlefield i had you killed | |
| You get lit up right in front of your buildin' | |
| For tellin' lies to children and sellin' homicide | |
| Come and get some real killers who won't let you walk on by | |
| Or that drama slide | |
| Man get ostracized | |
| Daughter cries cuz her father dies before her eyes | |
| Watch what you talkin' or you might see the same demise | |
| Dangerous times this ain't them kill rhymes | |
| (a-plus) | |
| Chorus: | |
| We from a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that's up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can't keep their clothes on | |
| (tajai) | |
| Now we ener-getic kopa-setic never static fully automatic | |
| Very well rounded english boundless | |
| Classic spastic catch and try to grasp it with | |
| Massive missives hit from drastic distance | |
| Graceful swiftness spatially senseless | |
| Music enthusiasts | |
| Danger seekin' | |
| Dramatic dynamic action addict | |
| My rhymes are flame filled expedience game | |
| Real experience | |
| Flashburn mcs with thermal radiation | |
| Feel the ill change the command we aim | |
| To expand these parameters | |
| Phes-delta, pencil beam ya rap amateurs | |
| Surface to surface, inertial guidance | |
| Throw your pilot | |
| Send 'em all back to the flow asylum | |
| Soul annoyed street sweep the (d e is?) a minefield | |
| For rhyme skill | |
| I travel in shockwaves and spine chills | |
| (a-plus) | |
| Oakland cali is a warzone | |
| Evereyday is gettin' harder as it goes on | |
| Souls, stick together like pros on | |
| Then we puff a cortisone and get our flows on | |
| In a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that's up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can't keep their clothes on | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I'm already smashin' in a steady fashion | |
| One day i'll get a (fetty?) mansion i'm ready for action | |
| Without any distraction | |
| Chillin' with homies and some women feelin lonely | |
| No one dependin' on me henny sippin' slowly | |
| Through your dough off that buddha smoke | |
| Drinkin' a beautiful | |
| Tell you only if it's for you to know | |
| We arisin' and soon to blow | |
| And the timin' is suitable | |
| But i wonder what these niggas be fightin' and feudin' fo | |
| We do a show | |
| And the price would not fall | |
| And if a fight started off i slice like darth maul | |
| No diversion can deter the surgeon operatin' | |
| Exert & (be served?) if you don't stop the hatin' | |
| It's bad business like a virgin copulatin' | |
| Wired up with the coppers waitin' | |
| Without a condom and she ovulatin' | |
| I'm eddy haskell | |
| Ready to deal with any asshole | |
| Without any hassle, ha ha | |
| (opio) | |
| Fuck a backstabbin' snake | |
| Slick, you's a snake | |
| Who tried to penetrate the clique, you sick | |
| I'm serious about this rap shit | |
| We serious about this rap shit | |
| We give a fuck about these hos that jock | |
| A rolex watch | |
| And give up the twat | |
| For some stones and rocks | |
| If you bulletproof vested & holdin' a glock | |
| Keep that shit to yourself man you sound like a narc. |
| opio: | |
| Eighteen when a redneck sendin me deaththreats | |
| Cuz his niece fantasize about wet sex when i' m in her headsets | |
| She throw caution to the wind | |
| They want to put my third eye in the crosshairs and then | |
| Let rounds off | |
| But see life is a gamble | |
| I stay on my toes like ben vereen? | |
| And i seen plenty scandals everyday | |
| You sound soft when you speakin' | |
| You need ammo to turn rambo you' s a weekend warrior | |
| Oakland california will eat you alive | |
| That shit is weak you can try, you' ll get slammed joe | |
| You get your hands broke swingin' on the man of steel | |
| You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite | |
| Mass appeal in the battlefield i had you killed | |
| You get lit up right in front of your buildin' | |
| For tellin' lies to children and sellin' homicide | |
| Come and get some real killers who won' t let you walk on by | |
| Or that drama slide | |
| Man get ostracized | |
| Daughter cries cuz her father dies before her eyes | |
| Watch what you talkin' or you might see the same demise | |
| Dangerous times this ain' t them kill rhymes | |
| aplus | |
| Chorus: | |
| We from a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that' s up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can' t keep their clothes on | |
| tajai | |
| Now we energetic kopasetic never static fully automatic | |
| Very well rounded english boundless | |
| Classic spastic catch and try to grasp it with | |
| Massive missives hit from drastic distance | |
| Graceful swiftness spatially senseless | |
| Music enthusiasts | |
| Danger seekin' | |
| Dramatic dynamic action addict | |
| My rhymes are flame filled expedience game | |
| Real experience | |
| Flashburn mcs with thermal radiation | |
| Feel the ill change the command we aim | |
| To expand these parameters | |
| Phesdelta, pencil beam ya rap amateurs | |
| Surface to surface, inertial guidance | |
| Throw your pilot | |
| Send ' em all back to the flow asylum | |
| Soul annoyed street sweep the d e is? a minefield | |
| For rhyme skill | |
| I travel in shockwaves and spine chills | |
| aplus | |
| Oakland cali is a warzone | |
| Evereyday is gettin' harder as it goes on | |
| Souls, stick together like pros on | |
| Then we puff a cortisone and get our flows on | |
| In a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that' s up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can' t keep their clothes on | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I' m already smashin' in a steady fashion | |
| One day i' ll get a fetty? mansion i' m ready for action | |
| Without any distraction | |
| Chillin' with homies and some women feelin lonely | |
| No one dependin' on me henny sippin' slowly | |
| Through your dough off that buddha smoke | |
| Drinkin' a beautiful | |
| Tell you only if it' s for you to know | |
| We arisin' and soon to blow | |
| And the timin' is suitable | |
| But i wonder what these niggas be fightin' and feudin' fo | |
| We do a show | |
| And the price would not fall | |
| And if a fight started off i slice like darth maul | |
| No diversion can deter the surgeon operatin' | |
| Exert be served? if you don' t stop the hatin' | |
| It' s bad business like a virgin copulatin' | |
| Wired up with the coppers waitin' | |
| Without a condom and she ovulatin' | |
| I' m eddy haskell | |
| Ready to deal with any asshole | |
| Without any hassle, ha ha | |
| opio | |
| Fuck a backstabbin' snake | |
| Slick, you' s a snake | |
| Who tried to penetrate the clique, you sick | |
| I' m serious about this rap shit | |
| We serious about this rap shit | |
| We give a fuck about these hos that jock | |
| A rolex watch | |
| And give up the twat | |
| For some stones and rocks | |
| If you bulletproof vested holdin' a glock | |
| Keep that shit to yourself man you sound like a narc. |
| opio: | |
| Eighteen when a redneck sendin me deaththreats | |
| Cuz his niece fantasize about wet sex when i' m in her headsets | |
| She throw caution to the wind | |
| They want to put my third eye in the crosshairs and then | |
| Let rounds off | |
| But see life is a gamble | |
| I stay on my toes like ben vereen? | |
| And i seen plenty scandals everyday | |
| You sound soft when you speakin' | |
| You need ammo to turn rambo you' s a weekend warrior | |
| Oakland california will eat you alive | |
| That shit is weak you can try, you' ll get slammed joe | |
| You get your hands broke swingin' on the man of steel | |
| You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite | |
| Mass appeal in the battlefield i had you killed | |
| You get lit up right in front of your buildin' | |
| For tellin' lies to children and sellin' homicide | |
| Come and get some real killers who won' t let you walk on by | |
| Or that drama slide | |
| Man get ostracized | |
| Daughter cries cuz her father dies before her eyes | |
| Watch what you talkin' or you might see the same demise | |
| Dangerous times this ain' t them kill rhymes | |
| aplus | |
| Chorus: | |
| We from a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that' s up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can' t keep their clothes on | |
| tajai | |
| Now we energetic kopasetic never static fully automatic | |
| Very well rounded english boundless | |
| Classic spastic catch and try to grasp it with | |
| Massive missives hit from drastic distance | |
| Graceful swiftness spatially senseless | |
| Music enthusiasts | |
| Danger seekin' | |
| Dramatic dynamic action addict | |
| My rhymes are flame filled expedience game | |
| Real experience | |
| Flashburn mcs with thermal radiation | |
| Feel the ill change the command we aim | |
| To expand these parameters | |
| Phesdelta, pencil beam ya rap amateurs | |
| Surface to surface, inertial guidance | |
| Throw your pilot | |
| Send ' em all back to the flow asylum | |
| Soul annoyed street sweep the d e is? a minefield | |
| For rhyme skill | |
| I travel in shockwaves and spine chills | |
| aplus | |
| Oakland cali is a warzone | |
| Evereyday is gettin' harder as it goes on | |
| Souls, stick together like pros on | |
| Then we puff a cortisone and get our flows on | |
| In a place that make you want to leave your gold home | |
| Dangerous like the hole that' s up in the ozone | |
| We be smokin' on that killer cali homegrown | |
| So strong, out of town chicks can' t keep their clothes on | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I' m already smashin' in a steady fashion | |
| One day i' ll get a fetty? mansion i' m ready for action | |
| Without any distraction | |
| Chillin' with homies and some women feelin lonely | |
| No one dependin' on me henny sippin' slowly | |
| Through your dough off that buddha smoke | |
| Drinkin' a beautiful | |
| Tell you only if it' s for you to know | |
| We arisin' and soon to blow | |
| And the timin' is suitable | |
| But i wonder what these niggas be fightin' and feudin' fo | |
| We do a show | |
| And the price would not fall | |
| And if a fight started off i slice like darth maul | |
| No diversion can deter the surgeon operatin' | |
| Exert be served? if you don' t stop the hatin' | |
| It' s bad business like a virgin copulatin' | |
| Wired up with the coppers waitin' | |
| Without a condom and she ovulatin' | |
| I' m eddy haskell | |
| Ready to deal with any asshole | |
| Without any hassle, ha ha | |
| opio | |
| Fuck a backstabbin' snake | |
| Slick, you' s a snake | |
| Who tried to penetrate the clique, you sick | |
| I' m serious about this rap shit | |
| We serious about this rap shit | |
| We give a fuck about these hos that jock | |
| A rolex watch | |
| And give up the twat | |
| For some stones and rocks | |
| If you bulletproof vested holdin' a glock | |
| Keep that shit to yourself man you sound like a narc. |