Miles to the Sun

[Hook: A-Plus & Pep Love, scratches by Jay-Biz] I don't know what you've been told But when we rippin' the mic, taking total control Just heed, pay attention, read, the inscription Our definition is the shit when we rock, we got "93 million 5 thousand flows – and heres one more..." ("Hieroglyphics!") [Opio] Yeah, I burn a gram and landscape on yo tape Intricate, like a diagram of the universe They can't devastate; levitate featherweight Rappers who got separation anxiety That's why they try to be just like the "H," to the third "eye," "RO" (...word!) [Tajai] A nigga liable to flip Make your pulse skip Wide-eyed, surprised Soul-shocking when we choppin', chockin', talkin' for profit Avoiding rockets, stocking mask robbin' And boy they gawkin' like we important, but please... [Pep Love] Don't get it distorted Just splash in the music and absorb it Hieroglyphics crew enter orbit We gotta motivate Elevate through the skies Hell, if it ain't a big surprise How we dematerialize Then re-appear right in front of ya eyes You reach out but it's light years away [Opio] Back again with the reincarnation, the awakening You making green, but you ain't causing storms in the underground Fuck around get wiped clean from the slate and wonder how Now you miles from the sun Paranoid and carry a gun Scared to death, on the run [Tajai] With no destination And no nuts, with no hesitation The bonus bestowed, beckoning those who know us To get to checkin' it and oppose the onerous decadence Infecting the music we grown upon (And that's sho' nuff!) Get showed up and shined up Sidewinders, it's sewn up, your time's up! [Pep Love] Mine's just beginning and I'm intending to infinitely exist like this Taking it to another dimension Discovering I got style with a twist Consistently distant from the brother uttering utter nonsenses We gotta keep ya braincells fluttering [Hook: A-Plus & Pep Love, scratches by Jay-Biz] I don't know what you've been told But this will unfold again, the distance And heed, pay attention, read the inscription We giving the night to day, how many miles away? "93 million 5 thousand flows, and heres one more" "93 million 5 thousand flows, and heres one more" "93 million 5 thousand flows–" "Here's one more for the..." "Hieroglyphics...!" [Phesto] At centigrades, it blazed the stratus We suddenly combust Spontaneous, 'til niggas need a bomb shelter When I unveil the microphone Tapping ya spine like ya 'bout to Break water The kinetic poetic, lyrical archer with phonetic marksmanship Splittin' moving targets apart with arrow Dynamic rhymes from the barrel Leaving your mic sterile Paralyzed, while I singe you Muppets by the quintuplets Wit' ya tuxedos and cufflinks, blush and Maybelline Get rushed, disablin' me to rock the show, is not an option so –– It just don't stop [Pep Love] Listen, my mind zooms, releasing toxic fumes Enveloping the track, each line consumes Sucka emcees in a feeding frenzy Ya ducks are in season, up against P The imminent threat veteran that set trends Getting intimate with ya' bitch Feminine itch styles are not appreciated on this side I'm all up in it like a tick for blood When I collide to the top It's heavier than a riptide I demolish the arena, when I'm seen, obscene things are done Then after I rat-a-tat-tat, so Swiss cheese emcees I burn them with rap degrees [Hook: A-Plus & Pep Love, scratches by Jay-Biz] I don't know what you've been told But when the beat pros speak, ya need to keep closed And heed, pay attention, read, the inscription We living this life to stay, they're many miles away I don't know what you've been told But when we rippin' the mic, takin' total control Just heed, pay attention, read, the inscription Our definition is the shit when we rock, we–we got "93 million 5 thousand flows, here's one more" "93 million 5 thousand flows, here's one more" "93 million 5 thousand flows, here's one more" "93 million 5 thousand flows, here's one more"