Lyric That s When Ya Lost

[Talking between the Souls and Pep Love]

"I find it fun to smash emcees into (fine bits)
So why I ain t get my just deserts for all the kids I busted huh?
(Baby!)
I crush the curtesy when dealin with the folks is too much
for the askin
Cool I got the (skill crafted tools)
Massive fools at my work bench and
(I m wrenchin ) mics from they graspin
(That s how it has been)
The drill s this: I kill swift
I feels I better slay or, (hey
my tape measures greater)
So now I m (askin ) dips if they (saw me)
and they was available
would they want me to (nail em all?)
Be through, screw drive her (screwdriver) crazy
Nuttin , bold, lively
(Put on your high beams)

I, proliferator, quickly fade to niggas vigorous
Figure I kick stunts,
I punch twice that nigga that s dissin at me
Attach em to bats, latchin , and matchin my cataclism
I give em a (skism),
I (stroke to croak her, I broke her)
Chokin up on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)
then I give a concusssion in your NUTS when I m bustin
(Heads)
Dead with my lead graff
I cloth thee, I (swing) off-beat, off the
cerebellum, swellin nimrods
Ten brains couldn t parallel this,
(ha) I m caraouselling kids
while they wallow and swallow hallow tips (yep)
You follow and slippin
I m rippin mics nice twice like (dicin kids in fractions)
Yo, (figure, I tax men)

Steppin to Casual
That s when ya lost

What about Domino?
That s when ya lost

But if you step to Snupe
That s when ya lost

Steppin to A+...
That s when ya lost

If you play the Tajai
That s when ya lost

Man, steppin to Opio
That s when ya lost

Seppin to Phesto
That s when ya lost

Phuck with Toure
That s when ya lost

(Yo), I m willin to bet, you re willin to sweat (yah)
But illin ll get you - (bruised), I kill and I step to - (crews)
And abuse two s and three s, who s the g that hoe s know (me)
Me & Hiero, I know, (I m fly, bro)
So why flow if you re not invigerating (why)
I know where you live,
there at your crib,
(I got niggas waitin )
I figure raping is crime, see (see)
I take my time, b (b)
And now your g (is my g)
Now I m gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids
(Yo), I rhyme, it swells, so the hell with a (wack dis)
(Generalizing),
dissin before you ve ever seen this
So you can get the middle (what middle?), the penis

Never the match the miraculous tactics
I smack tricks, the wax is at your wack bitch
(I crack bricks)
who can t cum
I leave m broke and dumb
def, and plus I m causin cardiac arrest
You need some rest
(Check), as I m chizzlin (riddles in) your memory
Remember me?
I hacked your body to pieces
(Disassembling) your (blows)
you bros started trembling from shock and trauma
(I m water)
in lives when I bomb-a
babbling dislexic, I make em exit
This lifetime, I wake up words, (I excite rhymes)
I m enthusin when I m bruisin
Hoes, take off your shoes when I abuse men
Your losin

If you slept on Del
That s when ya lost

Steppin to Pep love
That s when ya lost

Phuckin around with J-Biz
That s when ya lost

Step to Mike G
That s when ya lost

Smoke on that crackrock
That s when ya lost

The Souls of Mischief??
That s when ya lost

When you don t know where your goin ???
That s when ya lost

When you don t win!!??
That s when ya lost

Phuckin around with Hierogliphics
That s when ya lost

If you phuck with The Shamen
That s when ya lost

That s when ya lost

(That s when you lose - proper)

That s when ya lost

(scratching)