A Plus - Hit That Marley

[A Plus]
Yo - I cain't steer, feelin like I smoked some beer
Lookin out for the cops but the coast is clear
6x9's bumpin my song, that's my favorite
That way it get played even if y'all hatin
Focus on me like I got y'all paper
It's not y'all paper and I'm not y'all neighbor
I got another thang goin, got to keep the capital gain growin
They ain't knowin 'til we keep the flame throwin
Spit sparks seperately suited to supersoak ya
Don't get it twisted you bitches I'm talkin who is doper
You gettin crossed up, I'm burnin with a barker and bossed up
Doggie it's awesome! Yo
My game new, you don't overstand, I don't bang you
Never been a lame get up in a dame brain
Lot of my people kickin it doin the same thang
It's truly a shame for cats that cain't hang (dang)
They at the bus they like "Follow that cat"
Mad but I ain't make his girl swallow that fasssst
I ain't even wanna holla that baaaaad
Now she blowin up my Blackberry (black cherry)
I be chiefin 'til the sun comin up
Baby that's with me mad at me cause she wanted to uff
I got my mind on some other thangs, fin' ta get mine
Cause I want it mayne, tryin to die get in front of me
No obstacle can stop my pull
It's somethin you gots to know I'm not for bull
Hieroglyphics straight zooter need a 8 straight buddha
If youse a intrude I got thangs to spray through ya
Money and rap fame, the thangs I ain't do ta
gain, get in your brain and brang the pain to ya
A Plus, I got, too many skills
And I, drink too much and pop, too many pills
When I, see them demons it got to be for real
That's why, I cain't trust 'em I gots to keep it real
(Keep it real) but don't mind me
That nigga Plee be trippin, I be on my ree'
I'm in the cut with baby where you won't find me
I'm chillin in the coozy while she roll my weed, go ma-mi
I'm busy tied up like a hostage
I ain't wastin time on none of you watchers, but here I got this
Y'all just be in some wooden boxes
You don't really wanna lock hips with the obnoxious
I hurt you, 'fore you finish your rehearsal
Hit you up and regurgitate, we smoke purpleeeeeeee
Yeah, and you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop (and you won't)
I'm Good Time Charlie, I'm with my army
My folks they hit that fo' me, I chill roll, hit that Marley
Hit that Marley {*5X*}
Yeah {*coughing*} let's go~!
Shout out Opio on that track, whattup O
This is my last good deed...
Go on and smoke out
Hieroglyphics y'all, yeah
All the fans out there supportin we love you, knahmsayin
Hold us down; we'll be in your town soon
Burn a few for me I'll meet you there in a minute, yeah

"But I'm not crazy! I'll be back, YOU'LL SEE."

A Plus feat. J Crow - Intro: Lyrically Beautiful

[J Crow]
Tryin to stay lyrically beautiful
Beautiful like, perfectly checked microphones on stages with wages
Filled with groupies that's right
Beautiful like these piano keys and strings on this track
Exact with my rhymes to the rhythms
Given with soul in Hieroglyphic traditions
Written with love despite the circumstances
Reluctantly I admit the fact that it truly ain't all good
Like world tours, females dujour, and sticky bomb weed
Now I'm on some bullshit inspired
"Fuck all the haters required" presentations
Welcome to the dark side of my rhymes with motherfuckers
Welcome to my last good deed
J Crow puttin in down for my man A Plus
Let's get 'em, we're in the house now fo' sho'

[singers]
My last good deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-EEEEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEEED

[sample]
Goes for a walk every day - scaring every kid that sees him
Grown-ups too for that matter
"That's the one~!"

A Plus - Outro: Unbroken

[uncredited female poet]
My last good deed, all that I needed and more
Said, done and undone
Who knows what the universe has in store
It's in control, I on a roll that doesn't slump or post
but travels at lightspeeds without a break
How much can I take? Not more than I can bear
I tear at my surroundings to find stability
The friction wearing on my soul
Grasping for things that give, and finding only those that take
Nails breaking, breaking, heart aching
I fall through to an inner space of absolute acceptance
of my helplessness and my time to plead
My last good deed
Loyalty and integrity in tact
Dealing only with factual reason, unsettled through seasons
Then summer comes, I'm done
An unsung hero, found Nemo and saved many who befriend me
without retribution
What's the solution? Recharged by the sun
My last good deed, relinquishing energy I need
to replenish me, so I can do you, instead of my seeds
No mo'
Flo Jo rhymes on streets of gold
I said you go when I thought it, and won't look back
On track, these are the facts
And it's easy to please me, you don't have to tease me
I'm finding while minding my own beeswax like kings and queens do
So get to work niggaz~!
Go figure the shit out, or get out
Stop ridin me, all this up down all around has me dizzy
Kizzy cain't take no mo', so go, just leave...
Thank you for your presence, your love is the essence
of our good deeds naturally
But these deeds that feed these favor cravors funds
I'm really not the one, I'm done

(I'm done, I'm done, I'm donnnnnnnnnnnne...) {*4X*}

{*instrumental to 2:55*}

"I'll make it short; my tale, my story, no embellishments.
You'll understand some of it even if I spare the details."

A Plus - Now There You Go

[Chorus: A Plus]
Every time I think we ready to roll (now there you go)
Here come the drama with yo' next episode (now there you go)
Bringin that negativity to my zone (now there you go)
I swear you keep me lookin at the front do', you know?
You get to cussin and you tell me just go (now there you go)
But when I leave that's when you blow up my phone (now there you go)
And call me cryin askin why ain't I home (now there you go)
I swear you keep me lookin at the front do'

[A Plus]
Yeah; wakin up in the mornin I'm startin my day right
Fire up that doobie that I left in the tray right
Hop in the shower I ain't awake until I get one
It takes about a hour for all of my mornin shit done
Call the Hiero office tell 'em I ain't comin in today
It's me and my baby one year anniversary
My son chillin, I ain't callin the babysitter
Cause my baby momma cool, she came yesterday to get him ("Bye daddy~!")
Your boy made plans for a beautiful day
I'ma surprise her, with my girl that's what we doin today
I can't wait, on the freeway bumpin some Marvin Gaye
Called her phone, left her a message sayin I'm on my way
I pulled up, 'fore I got out, I lit the tree again
Put it out, got my own keys, so I proceded in
'Fore I could even say, "What's up wit'chu babe?"
She turned around and said "Nigga why the fuck you so late?"
Now there you go

[Chorus]

[A Plus]
Ayyyy; I should come around yo' ass wavin a white flag
And I can't understand why you behavin like that
You remind me of the fuzz the way you blowin my buzz
'Stead of hearin this I could be smokin 'dro with my bruhs
Prolly fin' ta say these flowers ugly, and this chocolate's melted
I just came from some bitch house if you got to tell it
I'm sorry I cheated but you gotta get over it
And you wouldn't be in this shit if yo' ass was so innocent
I ain't the type to keep on bringin shit up
But how you do it make me truly wanna get in the cut
When my baby momma call she don't be trippin off me
It got to do with my seed, you smoke more than weed
When I plan somethin fo' us you always say I want it my way
And come up with the drama to ruin it every time babe
If I just bounced, you'd see me when you'd see me boo
But I'm really gonna miss the way you give me {gee-nee?} boots

[Chorus]

[A Plus]
Listen; I don't wanna argue, I don't wanna fuss and fight
I had dinner and a penthouse suite for us tonight
I had it all hooked up, candles and rose petals
Wish I woulda never done shit; I shoulda known better
That type of behavior'll keep me second guessin
You stressin, tryin to teach me a lesson, I bet you PMS'n
Chill with the punk shit and bitch-ass that (what?)
If I wasn't a gentleman you would get backhand slapped
But I'm gone

[Chorus] - 2X

(now there you go) {*3X*}

(now there you go) {*3X*}

"And we all saw him, with our own eyes.
But I wonder if anyone will ever believe us.
Well that's something to think about."

A Plus - A-P-L-U-S

"Whenever they needed him, Oakland could always count on
the cool steady hand of {A PLUS~!}"

Hieroglyphics baby {*2X*}

[A Plus]
Yeah; it go A, P, L-U-S
That's how you spell it you can tell that I am genuine yes
Never fail at what I try cause I don't try I just do
It's little I wouldn't do to get my product to you
We sell records like d-boys sell dope
But what I got won't have you hungry and bummy and broke
You won't sell yo' whip off this, you'll bump this in it though
Gone off that good indo with no chemicals
Wait a minute bro, let me tell you somethin that you didn't know
Where we fin' to go and how we in the dough
Cut the hater out until his face turnin into gold
You can save all the drama that's not what I'm up in it fo'
Hit a homerun up out the park what you was bitchin fo'
Independent dough, Hiero chillin is integral
Journalists foul, I'm cynical up at the interview
(Pussy will get fucked soon as I get a scent of you)

[Chorus: A Plus]
Yeah, I can go anywhere on a plane
When I get off there's people speakin my name
(What's my name?) A Plus
I'm known to put the tree to the flame
Lovin the crowd keep repeatin my name
(A, A Plus)
Anybody say that he have to change
You know they lyin cause I keep it the same
{*"A Plus" cut and scratched*}

[A Plus]
Yeah, c'mon
Dey ain't never met nobody like the A
Blowin every 4:20, my folks roll plenty
Don't ask me 'bout a sucker, I don't know any
Really I know a couple but trust me we ain't friendly
I'm on the thin edge of the ledge, gettin bread
But it's still lessons to spread, I'm stretchin my neck
I be uppin my people on shit that'll get 'em ahead
But instead they tryin to get 'em some head (didn't even get what I said)
They loud and aggressive, I'm mild and impressive
With the talent to wrestle or battle any challenger testin
I balance my malice with lessons and manage to check it
In my rap you're subjected from whichever cannon selected
My last good deed, that's my word, never blasphemy
You got cash for herb then you ask for me
It's all science, kick it with a crew of giants
It's game I'm utilizin, your fate is you decidin

[Chorus]

{*"Because the music was so much clearer" - scratched*}

A Plus feat. Del the Funky Homosapien, Pep Love - Nothing Fake/the Ultimate

C'mon... {*echoes*}
C'mon now

[Del the Funky Homosapien]
Don't believe what they tellin you
about me and Plee ya see that we illustrious
Flames you can't douse or doubt
You know we came to turn this motherfucker out
See - everythang fo' what it really is, still feelin big
at our expense, as scarred against our excellence
Excalibur with which I done blurred a thousand words
Whittle 'em down to about a third
They got - nerve, loudmouths, they birdbrains, they ain't knowin
Plee and Tajai, tch, rhymin since the third grade
Back then niggaz called it a nerd game
Now they sit on the curb tryin to learn game, earn fame
But we from the O, that's why, we let 'em know
the thangs to be up out, plus we want the flow
for the people here, equal share
Yeah they treat us fair, cause we speak with care
about all y'all

[Chorus: Del]
I know you and you know me
And somebody told me that we O.G.'s
So if you feel that then shake and bake
Cause my nigga A Plus ain't nothin fake
I know you and you know me
And, somebody told me that we O.G.'s
So if you feel that shake and bake
Cause my boy A Plee ain't nuttin fake

{*record scratches off needle*}
"Awwwwwwwwww shit." "Wasn't my fault y'knahmsayin?"
"I hear you~!"

{*beat changes*}

[Pep Love]
This one feel good Plee
Let's do it

Hieroglyphics mayne, we the ultimate
Gettin dough don't quit, and if we in it we on it
It's on from the beginnin, my niggaz is winnin
In the zone and we inchin in for dollars quarters and pennies
We got plenty, and we fin' ta be
"2005 'Til Infinity" my live niggaz feelin me
We drop toxic hot shit
And make hip-hop, skip to the rhythm for profit
Bitches on the dick, they love Hieroglyphics
White girls, latinas, asians and black chicks
Act a fool, break a rule, get your paper dude
I'm on point cause if I make a mistake I lose
Truth spitter, you shoulda knew
When I blew through the roof with a blueprint of new
And improvin abusin the rules, we hit 'em and get 'em confused
by my many tentacles when accused of contradictin myself
Get off of my dick and excel in your own right
Then quicken your step to the next lev-el
We XXL and do it big as the planet now let's get this mail
Yeah

"There's something strange about him"
"Strange isn't the word for it"