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by Dilated Peoples
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Affiliation like, Dilated Peoples
Watch your ear drums pop, pop, pop
Watch your ear drums pop, pop
Got this rap shit locked
Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing changed
Changed, changed, changed
The methods of melodic torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, worldwide respected
So gimmie mines and meet your death wish
Dead at the throat like floatin' with your neck slit
Be gone, I'm way beyond
My mind shines harder than your necklace
I just violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, kill the track, annihilate the sequel
Trigger-happy, anxious to earn to stripe like it was just put on
Initiation means death, burn the mic, now meet your escort
If the shot's rusted, hot sauce for all you block busters
Duck it, you're fuckin' with the spot rushers
Bustin' with brand new artillery cocked
Straight out the metal shop to catch you up close
Dead on the spot, there goes your manhood
Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods
Blaze you with the heat, destroy my conscience with the backward
Easin' up ain't in the plans, I leave MCs with no stands
I'll conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans labeled it trance
Iriscience, y'all
MC Iriscience
Rakaa you don't rhyme fair
Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the nightclubs
We hit it like Brad Pitt did it to Fight Club
I love it and live it, if you want it, then come and get it
I'm like Show and AG or Alomar, how I spit it
It's the highly-developed, well-equipped, intelligent
You're a target if you're soft, pastel or delicate
I'm bold 'cause everything goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world class traveler
Spell-the-name-right.com, check the site
Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites
I move like Coltrane, pushin' the blue tray
Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like Hussein
With Planet Asia, Defari and Everlast
Phil Tha Ag and Ev deliver the weather fast
Joey Chavez and a butcher named Babs Dilated
Now take that shit back to the lab
Man, listen
From L.A. and it's finest
Defari
They wanna jack who step up and I'll dump
Invade and face the rage of a twelve gauge pump
Yo chump, I'm not that guy, my name's Defari
I roll with the fo' sho' logo, the open eye
Dilated, heavy rotated, Golden Stated
So many dream of the sound that me and Ev created
Everybody wanna be rhymin' with two left feet
That's like a cripple man in lane five at the track meet
You wishin' on a star but you lookin' at the sun
I be the one who takes it so serious, it's more than fun
Pro sport with a bottle of Crown and quart of Guiness
The ink fill up the paper in a matter of minutes
Whether from Brooklyn or Venice, I travel with mental fitness
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/K9eTakin' out you suckers and you don't know how I did this
So quit it, quit with the nonsense, you harmless
Leave the hip hop alone and get your fix from a pharmacy
Everlastin' fresh Incomprehensible
Whitey Ford brings the devastating mic control
I read the New Testament and gave it up for Lent
All the places I went just to pay my rent
Used to keep me bent on a ritual daily
Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like Haley
I'll buck a three-eighty on ones that act Shady
I'm original like Grady, check my Sanford, Son
You know, you ain't the one that rep pecker wood status
I'll bust that ass, keep your eyes on the floor
What you comin' here for, son, you know the law
Let's take it back to the house, slide off your blouse
Lift up your skirt and expose your panties
For the world to see, you can't rep it like me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist, catalyst
Scandalous, masacous, never miss battalist
You must be crazy or just plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I come from
It's like that
Crescent Heights, get the name right
You know my mothafuckin' name
Yo, yo, Phil Tha Agony, a superhero creatin' miracles
Analyze this like Robert DeNiro with your air-tight vacuum lungs
Got your stupid ass Incomprehensible
Chewin gum, bitin' your tongue, bleedin'
What is it that you're really needin'?
Is it fresh air to breathin', a bank account so plenty of cheese in
Take into consideration with every situation that you're facin'
Analyze the operation
What's the function?
Who does the label work, who does the paper work?
Who's the president behind the desk, reclinin' the best
Too many fake fraudulent artists, ignoramusses
Gettin' famous-es, tryin' to steal my whole name in this
That's why every move is documented
It's the unprecedented rhymes that I invented
R-rated, Phil Tha Agony and Dilated
Crescent Heights, we're stealin' your height, violated
76 born bomb lyricist
Evidence got another sound mission
Yo y'all, my shit is timeless
A clock with no hands, a hourglass with no sand
My life span's been written before anyone cloths or ribbon
I've started their path but what I've said just passed
The lab cat's back, that's why I feel like I've been chose
To rise to occasions with hits like Pete Rose
Speak to myself but once I say when
No mistakes allowed, sketch my letters in pen
Permanent ink, unleaded gas tank ready to drink
Open all flows in perfect border in sync
Total chaos, mass confusion
You just entered the playoffs, yo, my team's not losin'
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Watch your ear drums pop, pop, pop
Watch your ear drums pop, pop
Got this rap shit locked
Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing changed
Changed, changed, changed
The methods of melodic torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, worldwide respected
So gimmie mines and meet your death wish
Dead at the throat like floatin' with your neck slit
Be gone, I'm way beyond
My mind shines harder than your necklace
I just violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, kill the track, annihilate the sequel
Trigger-happy, anxious to earn to stripe like it was just put on
Initiation means death, burn the mic, now meet your escort
If the shot's rusted, hot sauce for all you block busters
Duck it, you're fuckin' with the spot rushers
Bustin' with brand new artillery cocked
Straight out the metal shop to catch you up close
Dead on the spot, there goes your manhood
Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods
Blaze you with the heat, destroy my conscience with the backward
Easin' up ain't in the plans, I leave MCs with no stands
I'll conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans labeled it trance
Iriscience, y'all
MC Iriscience
Rakaa you don't rhyme fair
Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the nightclubs
We hit it like Brad Pitt did it to Fight Club
I love it and live it, if you want it, then come and get it
I'm like Show and AG or Alomar, how I spit it
It's the highly-developed, well-equipped, intelligent
You're a target if you're soft, pastel or delicate
I'm bold 'cause everything goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world class traveler
Spell-the-name-right.com, check the site
Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites
I move like Coltrane, pushin' the blue tray
Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like Hussein
With Planet Asia, Defari and Everlast
Phil Tha Ag and Ev deliver the weather fast
Joey Chavez and a butcher named Babs Dilated
Now take that shit back to the lab
Man, listen
From L.A. and it's finest
Defari
They wanna jack who step up and I'll dump
Invade and face the rage of a twelve gauge pump
Yo chump, I'm not that guy, my name's Defari
I roll with the fo' sho' logo, the open eye
Dilated, heavy rotated, Golden Stated
So many dream of the sound that me and Ev created
Everybody wanna be rhymin' with two left feet
That's like a cripple man in lane five at the track meet
You wishin' on a star but you lookin' at the sun
I be the one who takes it so serious, it's more than fun
Pro sport with a bottle of Crown and quart of Guiness
The ink fill up the paper in a matter of minutes
Whether from Brooklyn or Venice, I travel with mental fitness
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/K9eTakin' out you suckers and you don't know how I did this
So quit it, quit with the nonsense, you harmless
Leave the hip hop alone and get your fix from a pharmacy
Everlastin' fresh Incomprehensible
Whitey Ford brings the devastating mic control
I read the New Testament and gave it up for Lent
All the places I went just to pay my rent
Used to keep me bent on a ritual daily
Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like Haley
I'll buck a three-eighty on ones that act Shady
I'm original like Grady, check my Sanford, Son
You know, you ain't the one that rep pecker wood status
I'll bust that ass, keep your eyes on the floor
What you comin' here for, son, you know the law
Let's take it back to the house, slide off your blouse
Lift up your skirt and expose your panties
For the world to see, you can't rep it like me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist, catalyst
Scandalous, masacous, never miss battalist
You must be crazy or just plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I come from
It's like that
Crescent Heights, get the name right
You know my mothafuckin' name
Yo, yo, Phil Tha Agony, a superhero creatin' miracles
Analyze this like Robert DeNiro with your air-tight vacuum lungs
Got your stupid ass Incomprehensible
Chewin gum, bitin' your tongue, bleedin'
What is it that you're really needin'?
Is it fresh air to breathin', a bank account so plenty of cheese in
Take into consideration with every situation that you're facin'
Analyze the operation
What's the function?
Who does the label work, who does the paper work?
Who's the president behind the desk, reclinin' the best
Too many fake fraudulent artists, ignoramusses
Gettin' famous-es, tryin' to steal my whole name in this
That's why every move is documented
It's the unprecedented rhymes that I invented
R-rated, Phil Tha Agony and Dilated
Crescent Heights, we're stealin' your height, violated
76 born bomb lyricist
Evidence got another sound mission
Yo y'all, my shit is timeless
A clock with no hands, a hourglass with no sand
My life span's been written before anyone cloths or ribbon
I've started their path but what I've said just passed
The lab cat's back, that's why I feel like I've been chose
To rise to occasions with hits like Pete Rose
Speak to myself but once I say when
No mistakes allowed, sketch my letters in pen
Permanent ink, unleaded gas tank ready to drink
Open all flows in perfect border in sync
Total chaos, mass confusion
You just entered the playoffs, yo, my team's not losin'
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
Platform, ultimate
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