Hiero HQ
Souls of Mischief Lyrics

Ey, listen...
The singer is trying to grab the listener's attention.

If ya attitude pissy and ya gratitude iffy instead of rappin' too bitchy I would rather you diss me
Instead of having a negative attitude and being ungrateful, the singer would rather have the listener openly criticize them instead of hiding behind insults.

You for play frontin' man you won't say nothin' look real gay or somethin' while you pushin' A's buttons
The singer is calling someone out for putting on a front, not speaking up, and acting overly concerned with trivial matters.

someone shoulda told you, if you was the man then why you talkin' like a ho dude your mama need to hold you I'll drop you with these vocals, yeah your papa need to scold you I'll properly approach you and drama we can go through...
The artist is criticizing the listener for not acting like a man and being too emotional. The artist threatens to confront them to resolve this conflict.

My mic handled like Kanobi gamble like Ginobili the average night for 'sto D man I'll shine with trophies you pantominin' and I'm linin' up your whole team lookin' like some dope fiends signin' up for codine cocaine amphetamine qualude and anesthetic suicide in a letter contrived and synthetic nice with the rose plyers cold killer fo' hire go til your ho's wired chinchilla's on fire...
The artist is confident in their ability to perform on the mic and win awards. They criticize the listener's team for looking like drug addicts and promote their own drug use. The artist boasts about their skill as a killer and threatens to cause chaos.

When we say high what? It's natural baby... reefer... slowly gettin' in there gettin' through to you what this hip hop thang is about you're listenin' to the sounds incredible S.O.M. smooth.. put your antennae up...
The singer is promoting the use of marijuana as a natural high. They claim that their music will gradually help the listener understand hip hop and promote the sounds of their group.

So honor how the Souls do we bombin' on your whole crew insomniacs we don't snooze we dominate your Pro-Tools your broad be takin' photos with no clothes for Ope only infatuated fascinated hold up - wait up that's the natural vapor most doze I activate the master mega ruckus when I blow holes through the Hollywood choke hold the plastic backwards manufactured no soul I won't go it's diabolic call it what you want...
The singer is bragging about their group's dominance and criticizing others for their lack of sleep. They call out women for taking revealing photos only for their own use. The singer threatens to cause destruction in Hollywood and criticizes manufactured music for lacking soul.

Is it a gift?... is it a myth?... well if you don't know... we'll be glad to clue you in... right about now...
The artist is questioning the listener's understanding of their abilities and offers to educate them.

N****s know I'm official definitive rhyme inventor I hit or supply the listner with vivid and vibrant visions givin' you guys the business is pimpin' in my dimension you livin' in our dominion so give up that homage bitches we masters at this mashin' who mastermind classics get past the rhyme basics 'fore you clash with my massive with them asinine tactics tattered line patterns get splattered when I spat it, I let you maggots have it
The artist claims to be the official creator of rhymes and offers to give the listener an imaginative experience. They criticize those who do not respect the artist's skills and boast about their mastery of music production. The artist threatens to embarrass those who try to compete with them.

Choose another angle... fuck around and knock the kangaroo up off your kangol you fruity like a mango (fruity like a mango?) your crew be like a rainbow you and me not the same bro see I be where you cain't go... I'm in the Winnebago twist the shit today go then rock the show get all the dough you probably can't relate though marijuana chain smoke wrangle mic's with Domino we owners of the label your ho do me fellatio...
The artist tells the listener to choose a different perspective and criticizes their style. They threaten to physically harm the listener and their team. The artist boasts about their money and drug use, and promotes their ownership of a record label. They also make a crude remark about receiving oral sex.

Man it's like that playa? you better watch your baby... and that's no maybe my homies have been sent by Hiero HQ to show y'all just how we bring it.. straight from the trainin' barracks upon further investigation... we found this conclusive evidence
The singer warns the listener to be careful and suggests that their group has been sent by Hiero HQ to demonstrate their abilities. They claim to have evidence to support their claims.

I turn pomegranite grenadine genitals for Genevive Tennessee to Philippines grill her with the guillotine ink jet to think tank data link to beat break catalyst ability killer on a killin' spree
The artist uses graphic language to boast about their abilities to create vivid imagery in their music. They also reference technology and violence to emphasize their power.

See Hiero drop a tune at times most opportune no minds are stoppin' through to fire one off at you them live dum dub rounds to rile them up now live as fuck make sure the vibe don't come down...
The singer promotes Hiero's music as timely and energizing. They also reference the use of live music to create a lively atmosphere.

Oh what might go down, must come up... the fantastic four, the airborne rangers no strangers to the arts of mic manipulation and uncoverin' funky situations wherever they may be you know where I stand on solid land this is D-E-L bringin' it to you deluxe with Prince Paul and the Souls of Mischief... I said and the Souls of Mischief
The singer suggests that what goes down must eventually come up. They reference their group's expertise in music production and their ability to create unique and funky sounds. They introduce the members of the group and their collaborators.