Souls Of Mischief – That's When Ya Lost Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tajai]
Yo, I find it fun to smash emcees into fine bits
So why I ain't get my just desserts for all the kids I busted, huh?
I crush the courtesy 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 crazy
Nut and bolt, lively
Put on your high beams

[Verse 2: Phesto]
High 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 cataclysm
I give'em a schism
I stroke to croak her, I broke her
Chokin' up on my syntax, as I bend backs by im-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' membranes
Ten brains couldn't parallel this
I'm carouselling kids
While they wallow and swallow hollow tips
You follow and slippin'
I'm rippin' mics nice twice like dicin' kids in fractions
Yo, figure, I tax men

[Interlude/Hook: Pep Love]
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

Fuck with Toure'
That's when ya lost

[Verse 3: A-Plus]
Yo, I'm willin' to bet, you're willin' to sweat
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 ho's know me
Me & Hiero, I know, I'm fly, bro
So why flow if you're not invigorating?
I know where you live
There at your crib
I got niggas waitin'
I figure raping is crime, see
I take my time, b
And now your G is my G
Now I'm gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids
Yo, I'm rhyming swell, 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

[Verse 4: Opio]
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 chiselin' 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'

[Outro/Hook: Pep Love]
If you slept on Del
That's when ya lost

Steppin' to Pep love
That's when ya lost

Fuckin' 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 fuck with The Shamen
That's when ya lost

That's when ya lost

(That's when you lose - proper)

That's when ya lost