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Hieroglyphics

Hieroglyphics, also known as the Hieroglyphics Crew and Hiero, are an American underground hip hop collective based in Oakland, California. The collective was founded in the early-1990s by rapper Del tha Funkee Homosapien. The collective is currently composed of rappers Del the Funky Homosapien, Casual, Pep Love, producer/manager Domino, DJ Toure, and the four individual members of the rap group Souls of Mischief: Phesto, A-Plus, Opio, and Tajai. more »

Year:

2002

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One, Two
One, One, Two
One, One, One, Two
One, One, Two
One, One, Two
One, Two, Three
One, Two, Three, Owww

[Chorus:]
Go to the jungle
Go to the city
Visit Soweto
Live in the Bay or
Somewhere in between
'Cause you'll never be unseen

Unhh
Now this is how it is
We try to handle biz
And make moves in this land where the power lives
Where they devour kids
And acts of cowardice rule from a tool of violence and a
Shrouded bliss
I try to release my malice
And develop my inner peace in a place so callous
Maybe I'll go to Angle or other Gold Coast
And blow smoke with the old folks cause they know most

Capture the cultured pearls, jewels, and gems
It's a treasure hunt to stimulate your medulla stem
The furthest reaches are within your clutches
Concrete covered countries to the most birded regions
Virgin territories, those exposed to man made woes
They know them Hieros
Electrified with lectures, collect respect and ride on
Before you even know this I'm gone (No)
Go to Saigon, Singapore, Sicily
They consider me epitome in Italy (That's right)
Hit Libya, India, Morocco
Or go to Oakland and hit the eight deuce block dough
Chicago, Liberia, Nigeria
'Frisco is cold like Siberia
The list goes on
Deport the gulf of Spain
Maine, San Juan, Guam, or San Luis Obispo

[Chorus]

I don't know dog
Maybe it's just me
 
But I feel I'm clutching
To hold nothing
I mean bluffing
I got the poker face
I don't really know my place
And I never chose this way
So I go astray
Throw aways blow away
Every hope I hold today
We were sold as slaves
The sky is cold and grey
My niggas showed the way
So fan and listen now with this
I see my golden age

Unhh
Times on travellin'
Boundary crossin'
Now we talkin'
Worldwide, now we cost em'
Fo' sho' partner I'm a globetrotter
Downing shots of gold slaga'
Smokin' like a 'O' roster
I've flown lots of places in a Continental
Every spot we've been to
We monumental
We rock the venue like we dropped a missile
But it ain't an attack
That's why the people keep on bringing us back, feel that

(One, two, three)
I didn't tap a belly
Still I'm lovin' Machiavelli
Trying to reach the pinnacle
And we will, so be ready
Said we jetty
I've never stolen energy
Combined with visionary minds so we itchin' to blow
Like a Dirty Harry trigger finger
With a needle quicker than my Pilipino homies on the two
Turntables
See the truth enables sight through your damaged cornea
We got the formula from Oakland California
(One, two, three)

[Chorus]

One, two
One, two, two
One, one, one, two
One, one, one, two
One, one, one, two
One, one, two
One, one, two
One, one, ahh
[Repeat]

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