Hieroglyphics - After dark ..album "3rd Eye visions" -track 17 great HH joint from Oakland... enjoy! [Pep Love] Hieroglyphics y'all, what? The mic's on you! After dark Yeah [Chorus: Pep Love] After dark, is gripping season After dark it might happen for the wrong reasons After dark, and it don't cease until the break of dawn, I shoot the breeze [Pep Love] In the heat of the night... what you gon' do? After dark... yeah! Why don't you come into, what I'm into Slip into darkness, and listen, I rhyme monumental Never I fault or halt or alt-er my ulterior Assault to inferior thoughts are feeble! In the process the party people wobble but it don't fall down, and it won't stall now Beware, the boy's bad after seven When the lights go click my mic injects nitro into my bloodstream, I get to gushing Cold crushing lyrics so much reach out and touch things unexplored, from hits to flops that plummet The synopsis is we rock this shit Day and night, but it gets intense to extends a pleasure unmeasurable when I'm layin pipe in domes, protected, by the microphone When night fall I fall in my zone and it's on [Chorus x2] [Pep Love] I see the moon and get hectic like the ocean Who that in the back causing commotion? Draped in black, killer on the attack Around the time the hoes hit their stroll and the pros mack I don't know how to act, so give me a smack on the blackhand side telling me that I'm intact It is the, charisma, that gets ya paid but flame me this is when I got ta vic ya It never rains in the Northwest We profess to be the best the rest can Rest In Peace Cause night time is the right time for the Hieroglyphic icons to drop bombs [Chorus x2] That's how we rock the mic Hieroglyphics imperial! Non-stop! After Dark, the sun ain't shinin Trail of blood Mind power, the next level, night time [Pep Love] After dark, you see the joint sparkin Dogs, barkin territory that I'm markin cannot be, walked upon or your worst fear will be embraked upon I'm bringin armaggedeon to your chest, and you know the rest is history, like Rapunzel's, golden tresses I, couldn't care less about a nigga in a vest I was shootin for the knees makin him dance and plead for me to put em out they misery, my word wizardry is a dream you had about, you was coming clean When you woke up, your heart broke up, be dawn Leaving you with the reality that the day goes on, until [Chorus x2] support real HH! peace