 |
|
1:13 | 
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Torii Wolf - 1st (Remix) (2016) | |||||
 |
|
4:42 | 
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
20/20
20/20 20/20 20/20 It's goin' down Not now but right now By now you know the sound It's dilation, cats with 20/20 I tell nickel and dimers try not to be dealers If they deal at least help, try not to be villains And if they caught dealin', try not to be squealers If they do try not to be shocked to see killers Yeah, I'm crazy eyes killer, triple optic Cold man go Guerrilla, pure with no filler Rakaa's that real-I, bend steal at will Eyes open, wide awake, y'all keep your eyes peeled I never ratted, just rat-a-tat-tatted Fully automatic, you're whole aura shattered I got beats and rhymes, either or it never mattered Flow fast or slow like I did on, "Eyes Have It" I don't waste days away glued to John Madden So when the sun sets West, I ain't mad at it I gravitate towards those cats who ain't dramatic And seein' 20/20 money stacks is a habit Yeah, hindsight is 20/20, let's toast to the past But here's to the future time to split this money money Hindsight is 20/20, a toast to the past But here's to the future, 20/20 Last couple years shit been off the wall Many tears lost my mom I'm stayin' strong Regroup myself, dust my shoulder off We back once again then poof we gone I seen shit go down like Alc' almost die Now I see why they say it's safer to fly In the same breath, breathe life accept death Until then 20/20, one of the best yet I've had experiences that were out of body Cops still probably clocked me comin' out of parties I've seen scandalous verdicts make Los Angeles uprise Black Tail bottoms and Cannabis Cup highs Create to Devestate taught me how to bomb From Radiotron, to the German autobahn Trade money still different color and shade bills 20/20 wide awake y'all keep your eyes peeled It's goin' down Not now but right now By now you know the sound It's dilation, cats with 20/20 Yeah, hindsight is 20/20, let's toast to the past But here's to the future time to split this money money Hindsight is 20/20, a toast to the past But here's to the future, 20/20 Three eyes wide, I can still see Ali Say I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Now I float like a brother's high, swing like a beast I'm from Mid-City, when the bell rings I'm released Hustlin', fightin' and eatin' still bringin' relief To my people, if they're in your reach, each one teach Runnin' through so much grass my shoes need cleats Got that "Vente Vente" pumpin' through these streets Last LP was odd, the score's even at last Now we got enough trees to make you take 4 and pass Now we got enough in fact don't even pass that back It's free weed on me, you can hold me to that When you see me in the streets, it be for that 20/20 Better than diesel, better than kush, it ain't funny But trust me this Cali, my block's best product We so quick to cop, Dilated Peoples got 'em Yeah, hindsight is 20/20, let's toast to the past But here's to the future time to split this money money Hindsight is 20/20, a toast to the past But here's to the future, 20/20 This cats with 20/20 This cats with 20/20 This cats with 20/20 ... |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
5:20 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
Wake up, Dilated, Dilated
Y'all know what time it is, check the clock 'Cause this here's alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Ring the alarm, shoot the flare, I'm here Lay right there, you catch the Dana Dane "Nightmares" They know it's caffeine, they try but can't sleep They're hatin' but they rockin' to it while they count sheep 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze But their never been a man born with time to lose So many freestyles I did when I was tourin' But since I wrote 'em down, they view 'em as important I do what I want, the way I see fit And they think I'm from the Bay the way the flow B-Legit Evidence got another sound mission Listen, biz and pleasure, what's the difference As long as the shit's hittin', and weed's gettin' lit Dilated we play some Pole Position 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Yeah, 16 out of 16 bars, I spit are thrillers 8 out of 16 bars, you spit are fillers And I got these beats game tight Keep talkin' shit, just spell my name right Evidence, make music, focus on the listener I know I'm ghetto, use speakers as air conditioners Feel the air blast It's a hot day in L.A., right off Fairfax Rakaa, Arabic name, not a nickname That in the frame makes it hard to get planes I stay fly through the clouds of slipped brain Thinkin' how I loved hip-hop, but shit changed Some say we're too serious and conscious Some say we're all battle raps and ganja I say in your bad dreams we're monsters Ratpackin' stages like Frank Sinatra 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Yeah, right now we in the zone we belong I let you know, right now you get warned Right now before I sound the alarm Let you know right now is the calm before the storm The world changed, lands got conquered Continents wandered, the planet got smaller New York at 8 o'clock then head to Cali by flight We got two shows, one on each coast the same night Yeah, the same fight for crumbs is not new to me The hood sick even with free shots immunity We need black and brown unity So we need to keep that jail shit out of the community Plus George got a few more years That's a couple wars there and a couple wars here Tricknowledgy propaganda and fear Make it hard to believe your own eyes and ears 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze The alarm clock music |
|||||
 |
|
4:00 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities [b-sides] (2011)
Wake up, Dilated, Dilated
Y'all know what time it is, check the clock 'Cause this here's alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Ring the alarm, shoot the flare, I'm here Lay right there, you catch the Dana Dane "Nightmares" They know it's caffeine, they try but can't sleep They're hatin' but they rockin' to it while they count sheep 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze But their never been a man born with time to lose So many freestyles I did when I was tourin' But since I wrote 'em down, they view 'em as important I do what I want, the way I see fit And they think I'm from the Bay the way the flow B-Legit Evidence got another sound mission Listen, biz and pleasure, what's the difference As long as the shit's hittin', and weed's gettin' lit Dilated we play some Pole Position 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Yeah, 16 out of 16 bars, I spit are thrillers 8 out of 16 bars, you spit are fillers And I got these beats game tight Keep talkin' shit, just spell my name right Evidence, make music, focus on the listener I know I'm ghetto, use speakers as air conditioners Feel the air blast It's a hot day in L.A., right off Fairfax Rakaa, Arabic name, not a nickname That in the frame makes it hard to get planes I stay fly through the clouds of slipped brain Thinkin' how I loved hip-hop, but shit changed Some say we're too serious and conscious Some say we're all battle raps and ganja I say in your bad dreams we're monsters Ratpackin' stages like Frank Sinatra 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze Yeah, right now we in the zone we belong I let you know, right now you get warned Right now before I sound the alarm Let you know right now is the calm before the storm The world changed, lands got conquered Continents wandered, the planet got smaller New York at 8 o'clock then head to Cali by flight We got two shows, one on each coast the same night Yeah, the same fight for crumbs is not new to me The hood sick even with free shots immunity We need black and brown unity So we need to keep that jail shit out of the community Plus George got a few more years That's a couple wars there and a couple wars here Tricknowledgy propaganda and fear Make it hard to believe your own eyes and ears 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it 'Cause this here's alarm clock music Bang along beats like a bomb dropped to it The alarm clock music The alarm clock music The alarm clock music Pressin' the button, they tryin' to snooze The alarm clock music |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities (2011) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
 |
|
3:58 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
"I annihilate your type if you violate" [Malik B] 4x
[Evidence] The beginning, yeah You know, it's never too late to start over [Iriscience] Yeah yo yo yo I'm the type to sneak into your dorm and get shit warm I'm the type to spit on microphones and leave em deformed Babu cuts into Alchemist instrumentals Gemini, this Twin Peaks like David Lynch do Or does, bustin off for every place I been though I'm hard to see through like lodges wit no windows Sparks the beginning of the end of the dark See I flood the stage hard, now you swimmin wit sharks Rappers are cocky, but on the low, I know they watch me Cuz weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi Or Desperado, pushin at full throttle Rock till I'm horse/hoarse like broncos from Colorado "I annihilate your type if you violate" We are the Peoples from the crew they call the Dilated *Cut and scratched by Babu* "I annihilate your type if you violate" (Iriscience, World Famous Babu) [Evidence] Aiyyo my weed stays fresh in the jar when the lid's tight Reminiscing on memories from last midnight Time constraints why I hate music biz I counterpunch clocks, pay no attention what time it is Chop shit, bend notes, clear no samples Drop my thoughts quick on Sony audio handheld Delve and breaks heat will take it to the streets Whattup to Rhett and Carlos, all peeps at Fat Beats Street sweep, strip the lock after we rock The world is in my hand, but I'm in Pandora's Box Think the bigger picture is how I write my scripture (An immediate response) Or maybe later it'll hit ya "I annihilate your type if you violate" [Iriscience] I'm Iriscience from the crew they call the Dilated "I annihilate your type if you violate" [Evidence] Evidence, I'm from the crew called Dilated "I annihilate your type if you violate" [Both] We are Peoples from the crew they call the Dilated *Cut and scratched* "I annihilate your type if you violate" [Evidence] Never test my integrity or doubt I'm learnin lessons I'm the type of person always be the last to leave the session It's etched in, stone, I'm Mikes/mics wit headphones My mind's a mini-clock latchin on to tones My demeanor can't be shattered, I'm followed by the man I follow through a fully-executed blueprint plan [Iriscience] I grab a crate for my DJ and work wit a can I rock a break for the people till the girls wanna dance I don't need jewels to shine, just I bring the flows Besides, I keep losin all my rings at shows The way things are lookin, even heaven is crooked And if your lighter's missing maybe Evidence took it *Answering machine* "This is Ev, leave a message....Have a good day" *Beep* "Have a good day? Yo how many lighters you got in your pocket right now, man? That shit is wrong, you do this every time" "I annihilate your type if you violate" *Cut and scratched in background* [Evidence] (Iriscience) I annihilate, what if you violate my crew (Dilated yeah yeah that's us, that's how we doin it) Iriscience uh, Evidence, DJ Babu, uh Alchemist (We rockin the old world, the new) Everywhere on the map, it's lookin smaller and smaller |
|||||
|
|
3:16 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
Yo, yo, Joey, I bet you
Woe, like I get this shit in one take, yeah When you rhyme all you do is add rock to the block When I rhyme, I shine like Ad Rock when it drop You go to the store and cop 'Cause it's time man, you ain't heard shit else this hot I came prepared, not scared, can't a damn thing stop me Next best thing in Philly since Rocky L.A.'s first and Cali, they know where I be papi Some cop's tryin' to flavor flav clock me I got this, lock this in the pocket Stick to the script, that's no main topic Stay on the flip, creatin' my profit And Capitol's money is capital, I'm rich off it N.Y. diesel steam the room 'til we roll out In D.C., 9:30 late show sold out All said and done it's been more joy than pain And all said and done I'd do this shit again It's a new day of course, I can handle the fact But still can't believe they droppin' sirens on that So instead of talk shit, do nothin' and still listen I'ma bang out myself, another sound mission Evidence, got another sound mission Yeah, started off caffeine, now it's cocaine Speed, meth, amphetamine flow all day The door's blocked, set up shop, closed session begins Don't drop 'til the rhyme's locked in, here we go Got Babu and Rakaa in my team approves You know, ain't no stoppin' him We like '88 Rakim, rockin them We like 8.8, then after shockin' them Steal the show, without a single stolen flow I'm O.G. like Ice-T, man slow your roll Got so many various pros Different ones from different area codes Right about now, I'm focused on my 3-1-oh's And addin' three more oh's to any bill I hold And any deal I close like just finished escrow So now they quick to flock, 'cause they heard I got a home But I ain't on star maps, 'cause the cat ain't really blown But I'm, next to bat, so get ready for the storm Can't beat 'em, join 'em that's a form of submission So when I'm spittin', listen up, it's a sound mission Make some noise, for one of the illest cats On the microphone and the production boards, Evidence Evidence, got another sound mission World Famous Beat Junkies sound Evidence, got another sound mission Evidence, got another sound mission |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
4:00 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
Dilated Peoples (yeah yeah!)
{*Al-Al-Al-Al-Al, Al, Al, Alchemist*} It's a new day (A-L-C, Expansion Team business) Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! (Let's do it) [Chorus] "Back again!" (Who is it?) {*scratches: "Dilated" - "People make some noise!"*} "In in the house again!" [Ev] Set to pack 'em in [Ev] Ladies and gentlemen front, left, right, and back again "Back again!" (Uh-huh, who is it?) {*B-Real: "Dilated!"*} {*scratches: "Dilated.. Dilated Peoples!"*} "In the house again!" [Ev] It's the People the People the People [Ev] People the People the People [Evidence] Yeah, back again! For the very fourth time Don't worry if I write checks, I write rhymes {*DJ Babu turntable backspin*} (Yeah yeah! Bring that back to the top man!) Yeah you like that right? I need to hear that from the top Yo Babs... bring that back! {*scratched: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*} [Evidence] Yeah, back again! For the very fourth time Don't worry if I write checks, I write rhymes It's a new year, okay, got shit to confess Like I ain't smoke weed no more (what?) but ain't smokin no less (ha!) "Back again," yeah, reversin any curses Back to jumpin in crowds, spillin drinks on chicks purses "In the house again," it's Dilated Peoples Back again-back again-back, back again-back again-back [Rakaa Iriscience] "Back again," the crew never left, but came back (Amazing!) Like tomorrow on these yesterday cats "In the house again," learned to stay vested and strapped Stay awake and out of the federal state traps (Yo we back again!) Kinda like Bush and Blair Some were scared, some would just wish they cared (Uh-ohh!) "In the house again," never too late to prepare Cause many things you fear have been in place for years [Chorus] [Rakaa Iriscience] "Back again," with more titles, rings and plaques Belts trophies and banners, and things like that LIKE THAT! {*DJ Babu turntable backspin*} (Like that! Ohh, definitely like that!) (A-L-C, Dilated Peoples) (Aiyyo Rak' I don't think they understand man) (Yo bring that back!) {*scratch: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*} [Rakaa Iriscience] "Back again," with more titles, rings and plaques Belts trophies and banners, and things like that (like that) For the passion and stacks of this cash We play through pain, mostly come home to switch bags "Back again," to get my squad back on track Staples Center parades, I'm talkin back to back "In the house again," it's Dilated And we're back again-back again-back, back again-back again-back [Evidence] "Back again," yeah they stuck cause shit's different And rain was on the way because the weatherman predict it "In the house again," I ain't gettin wet Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug; still my People showin love Think different, outside the box Don't want a lot of a little, we want a little of a lot In this world, Evidence, all I got's my word Spin at thirty-three and a third, to make the DJ spin it (Expansion Team, Dilated Peoples) (Y'all know how it's goin down!) (Worldwide, original flavor) {*scratch: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*} [Chorus] [ad libs and fadeout] |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Back Again [digital single] (2006) | |||||
|
|
2:29 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
no questions
I pledge resistance to the grass that hides the snakes of America so they watch it, now I walk with caution more careful put more thought to options Is the opposite of progress Congress? From the school to the street we're beyond stress but I fight for peace, that's what the problem is war is big biz, ask an economist speak in volumes callin' anti-war and anti-American synonymous Back in the day I would've gotten black listed just for speakin' up Hoover probably would've screamed Communist! I want black and brown unity but cats get out to bring the jail to the community Fightin's nothin' new to me I even corrected what the public school system tried to do to me Here's a spark encoded in rhyme and love for everyone of the devoted in line: We call it art, some call it a crime it's the rap Michael Moore, like Bowling for Columbine on drums, Fahrenheit, 9-1-1 Al Queda hit the Apple and the world was stunned the villain trained by the hero for the killing now you twist $20 bills to see buildings Under heavy surveillance they might call you a traitor if you want something greater Don't get me wrong, America's a great place to live just listen to the knowledge I give if more than half the budget goes to military spending less than half goes to whatever it's defending One nation, many gods, individuals with liberties and justice for all who are miserable escuscha la verdad en la musica yeah Babu, Dilated Peoples Neighborhood Watch, worldwide Expansion, Iriscience Evidence, Babu |
|||||
|
|
4:55 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
Yeah, play for keeps, I've to tell you my name, here we go
Yo, I got twenty-four bars to heal these scars I'm an underground cat but still like money and cars I'll introduce myself, check it out, ladies and gentlemen The one and only Evidence, servin' up your medicine Varsity letterman 'E' on my coat Every time I touch the paper, it's murder he wrote I'm from a real big city called 'Watch where you go' A place you think you know only to find out you don't Born in L.A., it's hard to get star struck Born in L.A., so I always keep my guard up Born in L.A., plus deal where I stay Everyday cats like Julio G pave the way My crews thick, all sharp, take a pick All ready to spit or sit down and write a hit We learn both from the best on both coasts Couldn't stress enough for the times, we kill chose Problem here, problem there, got through 'em Label here, label there, politics and bullshit, we rip The mic's cocked back, a full clip I don't preach, I rap, I'm on stage, this ain't a bull pit This is it, we're up and running, torch is lit Prepare for marathons, we don't sprint I save my crew's name for last, injections lethal It's L.A.'s finest y'all, it's Dilated Peoples And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps We play for keeps now, y'all can't sleep And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps We play for keeps now and y'all can't sleep There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close I got that flow for the street Stay ahead of the time, stay behind the beat It's not what you know, but what you can prove Everyday they keep chasing me down with little clues It's Dilated from Los Angels You didn't know friends make better music than strangers So far, I've been misunderstood Wherever I fall, I make the category look good Twenty-six years young when I wrote this down My whole life ahead of me, I was known in my town Things started to change and started to stretch The farther away I went the closer to home I started to get My actions cause reactions Some love and hate shit, I don't ask, it just happens Either or we came to get it started Before the show find me at the bar drinkin' Bicardi This is it, the cats worked hard to have things Here to keep the party up, I rap caffeine I save my crew's name for last, injections lethal It's L.A.'s finest, it's Dilated Peoples And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps We play for keeps now, y'all can't sleep And y'all can't sleep now, play for keeps We play for keeps now and y'all can't sleep There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close There's people you know, there's people you don't There's people involved that shouldn't be, you gotta keep close |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
 |
|
3:48 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
One-two one-two in the place to be, yes indeed
As we proceed to give you what you need Always smokin that 'dro weed, we have.. Dilated.. Peoples! [Ev] Set to detonate {*scratch: 'there's just one thing'*} [Ev] Uh-huh, sharp {*scratch: 'that I, would like to say'*} [Ev] Ha yes y'all {*scratch: 'there's just one thing'*} [Ev] Watch out {*scratch: 'that I, would like to say'*} [Ev] What what uh {*scratch: 'there's just one thing'*} [Ev] Uh, uh {*scratch: 'that I, would like to say'*} [Ev] Yeah, it's goin down {*scratch: 'there's just one thing'*} {*scratch: 'that I, would like to say'*} [Evidence] We got tension in suspense, theme in variation Train robbery panic, description of equation I'm after the gold, and after that the platinum You want what you don't have so far neither one's happened But I was told by my peeps play your cards right Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype That goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh) Any press, the news, I don't watch the two, I watch for crews [Rakaa Iriscience] 'Triple Optic' cockpit views Bird's eye, catch the rhythm in the words I use I've learned to burn pain for fuel Everybody plays the fool sometimes, the other side of the game is cruel I'm back to school, the master rules Born in the church where the pastor rules (why?) I embrace the task that give birth to tools And keep the pressure on that turns earth to jewels {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] Yeah, Dilated we're correctly holdin the crown, it's like THIS {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] C'mon, yeah [Rak] Dilated we're correctly holdin the crown {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Evidence] On tracks, it's like boomerang Sometimes you gotta let shit go to watch it come back {*Babu scratch*} Evidence, presumed innocent Move in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprints Most are hit or miss, not what this is Type on tour that might, hit your misses Pack the bags, load up the pre-vo last year We hit the road with Rage, Guru and Primo Cypress, D'Angelo, shit's Jurassic (hey!) Kweli and all top notch acts, keep it classic Bill Graham presents, 'Live at the Fillmore' And after the encore, they ask for more Fuck the IRS, I roll with I-R-I-S 'Science the best, so don't test Exotic, attack the wack a word of advice I got it down so cold like ice from Jew Heights {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] Huh huh, yeah, Dilated we're correctly holdin the crown {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] Uhh.. yeah [Rak] It's that shit you pump loud when you roll into town {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rakaa Iriscience] Check your fusebox, my 'Cosmic Slop' brings cops Ghetto hip-hop that your city block rocks Say WHAT? I bust a U and come back (hey!) Reach under my seat for that heat that blaze tracks Face facts, you're facin poker faced cats Dilated made our way through the maze, 'so take that!' For boom bap rap brought some state of the art shit (hey!) After two L's, I'm +Cool+ like James Todd Smith Made ya burn while the, tables turn I teach but I'm ready willin able to learn These cats tryin to eat, I'm just tryin to breathe And tryin to leave a legacy that you couldn't believe Live from DND, peace to NY G's Rakaa Cy Young on the M-I-C Babs is clockwork, you could set your wristwatch And the real backbone of hip-hop is disc jocks {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] Huh, yeah yeah {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] No doubt Dilated platform, expansion team! {*scratched: 'How that sound?'*} [Rak] Uhh uhh, yo, Dilated, no doubt, worldwide connected Come down Mr. Selector |
|||||
|
|
6:14 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
Verse 1 (Skandalous)
Motherfuckers they wanna test me Pull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit I'm out that window with my 44, another fucking hit Don't know who to trust with my shit I'm in this click, you in my hood you better know who you fucking with Who you stepping with, Skandalous fucking dangerous Bitches brains I bust, feel the lust in God we trust Nigga I'm at your door, don't pray to God cause you done lost your grace Been in this game for too long you bout to lose your face I got the mind of a psycho ass ?? As I take another hit on this shit nigga you dead Never ask forgiveness told the Lord to give me grace You talked some shit front your boys and as result you lost your face Blood all over the place I'm counting the fucking bodies dropping I know my destiny cause I can hear the devil knocking I done sent body and soul to my eternal flames you best believe I numb them bodies and play my fucking game I sold my soul at an early age And now my hearts releasing daemons in a rage My eyes in a daze Evertime I close my eyes to go to sleep I see the visions coming Is juices running when ya done in Fear only make me curious, I'll never be afraid But if you slip you pay your life here come the light now nigga they dead Crack scarfs for my fucking glory Talking shit up in my territory Another day another world's sad story Verse 2 (Steph) Smoking blunt, smoke a nigga selling dope on the block Pop pop goes the glock I bring more nightmare than Hitchcock Get ?? when them bodies fall hitting them prisoners hard Its your final call bitch I'll smoke you like menthol Fuck all you bitches I'm putting you in them bodybags Tagging toes, nigga drive slow Creeping up out they indo scheming for they cheese Slanging oz's and quarter keys niggas dressed in army fatigues Freeze your whole coalition Strapped with ammunition Infrareds digging ditches for chicken heads This figure from head to toe Labeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in your Lexus door But fuck it I'm through with the fairytales Cause when some shit jump off, all you murder on tape bitches gone bail Who gone prevail when I exhale on you small scale Lyrical laggers, wanna be chrome packers Spit the facts I'm bout the Lex and the Ac My verbal combat will eliminate your whole habitat You hoes ain't fucking with that Or this, cause I piss on competition And have all you hoes in submission Trying to recondition your stilo Lyrical nino I sling rhymes like kilos >From here to Puerto Rico One other sequel from the infamous unseen Scheming for the green smoking bitches and niggas like nicotine Verse 3 (Mia X) Cause she up to schemes Tired of chasing apple pie dreams Mint greens is all I fien for straight shit is all this bitch know 50's this nine millimeter berreta leaving you wetter than April showers Followe by your second line of flowers I devour competition, causing complete submissions Cooks more dope in my kitchen Tricking ass niggas be my victims when night falls Ya'll wants to floss but get set-up tied down and tossed Boss chick you don't want to see her Your bitch can either run for the heater or meet the dumb hoe beaters Mia's right and left well known with the clout To wire your mouth, knock your grill out That's what this here be bout So you can doubt what I'm saying and run that lip Or get your whole click engulfed in gangsta shit Too much to deal with I'm still a bitch that' be's designer down stay scheming on the man And taking flights, torsoe taped full of contrabands My flow so grand it make the beats say damn Shit jumps back makes you wanna holler But I sees nothing but dollars Feminist power My lyrics knocking like a KL beat It be that she-devil that below sea level bitch you can't see her Niggas and broads be trying to figure at 5'4 How they still need a ladder to face this hoe For sure, cause I be living for the drama The biggest mama flexing shutting down this motherfucking basement sesion Shop closed |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
1:50 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
Soul magnificent, this where I started
When God created light, He made me in the flesh The caramel black man, here to free all the rest Inhale, exhale, nigga open your chest Put it to rest, I'm one of Los Angeles best Rearrange game, not sane rap, push your brain back I never left, so how the fuck could I have came back? The sun burns holes in the souls of fakers I drinks cold ol' gold and I loves them Lakers My mind travels at the speed of concrete streets It's all real, feel different then why must we speak I strive to teach each, outreach over rugged beats in the streets And this just the beginnin' of me The matrix, I'm givin' all you kids the basics Patience, invest time or time's been wasted When Defari rhyme, a breath of fresh air, the mornin' sunshine I had to take back what was rightfully mine And that's a Golden State crown when I gets down The yellow-brown, million dollar voice from L.A. town See, if you look up at the sun, you'll see my face in the reflection The light that shines for all them children protection Wake up for the mornin' blessin's, push-ups by the session Damaged beats, never second guessin' Nightmares and dreams, everythin's not what it seems Dilated, expansion team Revolution |
|||||
|
|
4:12 |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Baka Boyz - Best Of The Baka Boyz Morning Show (2002) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
5:14 |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
5:05 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
(watch your eardrums pop)
(watch your eardums pop) (pop) (pop) [ verse 1: evidence ] I got 61 keys with delays I'm vocally blown, but never thrown into the maze With no amp, I found my way out the first time round Then - never went back without my bloodhound I vow to hit the beat right The crowd - light em up, so I don't see night Mark the spot with the x, people in debt Make promises with beats on discettes (yo, you feelin him yet? ) Then make some noise with your voicebox One word, four syllables, unorthodox Describes my style best, I attack, never rest Cause in my sleep a metronome click beats on my chest Till I wake, shit - automate my mix Total control of where my highs and kicks should fit You don't stop till executed the plot While bab' sets up shop to make your (eardrums pop) (watch your eardrums pop) [ verse 2: iriscience ] The deejays in effect, keep holdin it down Dilated, we're correctly holdin the crown Plus we keep a set of keys to that golden sound It's that shit you bump loud when you roll in the town It's the art of showdowns, I'm quick to show clowns I bring it like, "sucker, where's your threshold now? " His life under pressure in the eye of the storm To find the root I take it to the hive of the swarm I execute like grandmaster roc raida Congratulations, brother, you swingin a hot fader >from l.a. I spit rocks sedated that leave craters Some are less than, some equal, but none greater Duck, you gunplay, I'm lovin the sunrays Used to party friday, saturday, and pray on sunday But I figured out in life that there's more than one way That's why I'm doin things I always knew I'd do one day I've seen many lands and tasted the best crop I witnessed many cultures express through hip-hop I'm buildin with that science that de la dropped That means it might blow up, but it won't go pop (watch your ear) (watch your ear) (watch your ear) (watch your eardrums pop) |
|||||
|
|
4:09 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
(Watch your eardrums pop)
(Watch your eardums pop) (pop) (pop) [ VERSE 1: Evidence ] I got 61 keys with delays I'm vocally blown, but never thrown into the maze With no amp, I found my way out the first time round Then - never went back without my bloodhound I vow to hit the beat right The crowd - light em up, so I don't see night Mark the spot with the x, people in debt Make promises with beats on discettes (Yo, you feelin him yet?) Then make some noise with your voicebox One word, four syllables, unorthodox Describes my style best, I attack, never rest Cause in my sleep a metronome click beats on my chest Till I wake, shit - automate my mix Total control of where my highs and kicks should fit You don't stop till executed the plot While Bab' sets up shop to make your (eardrums pop) (Watch your eardrums pop) [ VERSE 2: Iriscience ] The deejays in effect, keep holdin it down Dilated, we're correctly holdin the crown Plus we keep a set of keys to that golden sound It's that shit you bump loud when you roll in the town It's the art of showdowns, I'm quick to show clowns I bring it like, "Sucker, where's your threshold now?" His life under pressure in the eye of the storm To find the root I take it to the hive of the swarm I execute like Grandmaster Roc Raida Congratulations, brother, you swingin a hot fader >From L.A. I spit rocks sedated that leave craters Some are less than, some equal, but none greater Duck, you gunplay, I'm lovin the sunrays Used to party Friday, Saturday, and pray on Sunday But I figured out in life that there's more than one way That's why I'm doin things I always knew I'd do one day I've seen many lands and tasted the best crop I witnessed many cultures express through hip-hop I'm buildin with that science that De La dropped That means it might blow up, but it won't go pop (Watch your ear) (Watch your ear) (Watch your ear) (Watch your eardrums pop) |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
2:52 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
[Babu scratches]
As I expand.... you [Iriscience] Ay yo amplify, magnify, broaden my reach Expand, exercise, ex-get increased The 'e' and the 'x' are connected like excellence The 'p' is for peoples that Dilated represents (Evidence: A-N for all night) PM to AM and D's for droppin rhymes with no delayin' Even numb from Novacane you feel the slow pain See flames but fuel the fire like propane (Evidence: now hold that) keep that lock and less beats War's not the word to play its like peace I'm a cyborg connected with a mic in my hand [Babu scratches] As I expand... you know I am..am.. A... triple optometrist mental megalopolis... A... student on these L.A. blocks... Raakaa Iriscience rapid fire how I transmit [Iriscience] Ay yo me and Omega, Devious Doze used to pose Hypothetical flows gettin' thrown with no foes A decade ago- introduced to Will Copper And out the other side of my fear- a field trooper Son of a preacher- in school a student teacher But I'd rather read or hit the theater for a double feature Bored night creature well I used to trade books When science appeared fellow scientists trade looks (y'all see that?) A brick by brick builder I learned to mix mortar Gettin' smarter and smarter from Homocide and Law and Order Street poet, mild man or reporter Til I flip like Kool Kieth drippin' droppin' like water [Babu scratches Dilated lines] Raakaa Iriscience...create to devastate Why wait... put your gloves out Expand and dilate... As I expand you know who I am...Its the expanding man... A... triple optometrist mental megalopolis... A... student on these L.A. blocks... Iriscience...you know who I am...am [Iriscience] Now I haven't forgotten all the drugs that Bush brought in Its funny how its maybe his stash your son got in Man, Uncle Sam facilitated the plan Got weed dealed in miligrams and grams and kilograms (Evidence: Yo, word to our lye) they can heal a killa man They might have a plant they can if they got a pill to can Body upon young body into camps but camps turn to pen when boys to turn to men War bein' used to both profit and clense War spoke- why it camouflage the feds I'm a freedom fighter, reader, writer, rapper, and fan [Babu scratching] As I expand you know who I am... You know who he is As I expand you know who I am... The expanding man... As I expand you know who I am...am As I expand you know who I am... Its the expanding man |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - The Release Party [ep] (2011) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - The Release Party [ep] (2011) | |||||
|
|
3:49 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities [b-sides] (2011)
(Babu Scratching and Mixing)
'You got light.. don't wait till its dark to as questions' [Hook #1 - Iriscience] You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew 'What you wanna do is watch for clues' You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew And If you still don't know, this is how we do [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 There ain't nothing as bright (as heavy) as light (as dark) as night (as set to strike) As ready (as right) as loose (as tight) as quick to expand As we on the mike [Verse #1 - Iriscience] If it was a snake it would have bit ya' Slithered up like a boa-consticta and griped ya' Step back and beat the big picture These cats as though in my head I charge the mound just to get the picture Bitch clearest specialist better hit ya' But never miss ya' Y'all need to double check the scripture Deco, Deco, unload, reload Pressin' heights Peco, live like Steve Beko Piss on trees and leave marks to graffiti Even gang graffiti though I'm for the peace treaty Frustrated cats we hussle but still needy And whistle like Twity when we see the LAPD We going four for score for the prize You need to see with more than your eyes It's war in disguise Tanfa callas are vagrants This goes for every agent Some are camouflaged others are very blatant (Babu Scratching and Mixing) [Hook #1 - Iriscience] [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 [Verse #2 - Evidence] Se keep your torch lit, light your flares, have back ups prepared Wait for the enemy, war is declared Expansion Team Theme music anthem Got coloured schemes hot, peak lovers red at random Up close and personal, songs from my journal My lyrics are the ink, my reflection is eternal These words are powerful, so hard to describe Type to raise eye brows and open eyes But what we did, get your hands dirty, fingers dusty I've been around the world, you haven't, you could trust me Line them up, knock them down, Keep them cocked, beats and vocals If you fuck with these locals catch ghost busters logo Channel zero Separate suckers from heroes, recorded digital Bobby Deniro Load your base bags, put on your gloves, lace the shoes Keep your eyes open for signs and ears open for clues (Babu Scratching and Mixing) [Hook #1 - Iriscience] [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 Babu Scratching and Mixing till the end Iriscience |
|||||
|
|
6:38 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
(Babu Scratching and Mixing)
'You got light.. don't wait till its dark to as questions' [Hook #1 - Iriscience] You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew 'What you wanna do is watch for clues' You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues, The writings on the wall but it's up to you Expansion Team Dilated Peoples Crew And If you still don't know, this is how we do [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 There ain't nothing as bright (as heavy) as light (as dark) as night (as set to strike) As ready (as right) as loose (as tight) as quick to expand As we on the mike [Verse #1 - Iriscience] If it was a snake it would have bit ya' Slithered up like a boa-consticta and griped ya' Step back and beat the big picture These cats as though in my head I charge the mound just to get the picture Bitch clearest specialist better hit ya' But never miss ya' Y'all need to double check the scripture Deco, Deco, unload, reload Pressin' heights Peco, live like Steve Beko Piss on trees and leave marks to graffiti Even gang graffiti though I'm for the peace treaty Frustrated cats we hussle but still needy And whistle like Twity when we see the LAPD We going four for score for the prize You need to see with more than your eyes It's war in disguise Tanfa callas are vagrants This goes for every agent Some are camouflaged others are very blatant (Babu Scratching and Mixing) [Hook #1 - Iriscience] [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 [Verse #2 - Evidence] Se keep your torch lit, light your flares, have back ups prepared Wait for the enemy, war is declared Expansion Team Theme music anthem Got coloured schemes hot, peak lovers red at random Up close and personal, songs from my journal My lyrics are the ink, my reflection is eternal These words are powerful, so hard to describe Type to raise eye brows and open eyes But what we did, get your hands dirty, fingers dusty I've been around the world, you haven't, you could trust me Line them up, knock them down, Keep them cocked, beats and vocals If you fuck with these locals catch ghost busters logo Channel zero Separate suckers from heroes, recorded digital Bobby Deniro Load your base bags, put on your gloves, lace the shoes Keep your eyes open for signs and ears open for clues (Babu Scratching and Mixing) [Hook #1 - Iriscience] [Hook #2 - Iriscience and (Evidence)] X2 Babu Scratching and Mixing till the end Iriscience |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities (2011) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
5:09 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
<i>[Capleton]</i>
King Shango and Rakaa getting hotta/ Getting in tacka/ Now the whole place locka/ Fya man seh bun dem, bun dem/ Mek wi bun dem, un dem/ Killing out di daughters and di son dem, dun dem/ Blaze up di fya mek it bun dem/ Bun out dem bombs and dem bullets and dem gun dem <i>[Repeat]</i> <i>[Rakaa]</i> The fire starts with a spark/ Then a shift up in the mind/ People scared to be themselves/ Seem happy to live a lie/ Give thanks for collie weed/ Never ever sniff a line/ Conquering Lion/ 225th in line/ If we say we're "Pro-War"/ Only in the fight for peace/ Man, that means no war/ Think the price of life is cheap?/ But we're saying "No More" / Righteous recognize the beast/ Fireman'll baptize/ Burn 'em the light and heat/ Forward to the power in a phrase like/ "Acts Of God"/ Prophet said he saw the flood waters rise/ And the flow was hard/ I was really shocked to see/ The truth was exposed as hard/ While the media was focused/ On the words by Kanye/ What was it I just heard the President's Mom say?/ People here are frustrated/ Still got a long way/ Fed up but remember/ Self Destruction is the wrong way <i>[Rakaa & Capleton]</i> Too much ratat.../ Keep it pon lock if you're gonna use one/ (Remember that)/ Ratat.../ Strictly self defense or for revolution/ (Remember that) <i>[Chorus (Capleton)]</i> They think I'm crazy/ But di tables have to turn/ They think I'm crazy/ But di fya have to burn/ They think I'm crazy/ But di children have to learn/ They think I'm crazy/ Wow, wow, oh <i>[Capleton]</i> Rakaa tell dem seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem/ If dem kill di daughters and di son dem, bun dem/ Bun dem out dem bullet and and dem bomb and dem gun dem/ Wah mi seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem/ Serious mi serious ain't makin no fun then/ Weh mi seh fi bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem, bun dem/ Listen to di words weh a come off a mi tongue/ Rakaa tell mi seh <i>[Rakaa]</i> It's Dilated with the Prophet/ Capleton the Fireman/ Visions of the future's clear/ Reign Of Fire in his hand/ Crown Prince Rakaa/ Preacher's son with a higher plan/ Coconut and carrot chalice/ Looking for the kaya man/ Babylon is vexed with us/ They should read Exodus/ Moses and the burning bush/ Incense in Leviticus/ Lamb's Bread sacrament/ Check out 1st Corinthians/ Shipped of to America/ All through the Caribbean/ No it's not an accident/ Gangbangin and the dope/ Guns and crack are lynching youth/ Swinging from a hangman's rope/ Addicts wanna shoot up/ Pop pills/ Wanna drink and toke/ Automatics spit hot/ You can still se the smoke <i>[Rakaa & Capleton]</i> Too much ratat.../ Keep it pon lock if you're gonna use one/ (Remember that)/ Ratat.../ Strictly self defense or for revolution/ (Remember that) <i>[Capleton]</i> Well bingyman wi haffi mek a decision/ Caan mek dem distract wi from Jah Jah mission/ Dem a worry bout mi sight and ask bout mi vision/ Dem want to know weh certain things it derive from/ From di injustice and di manipultation/ Death without dignity and exploitation/ So mi go, go ask di wicked man/ Weh dem dem pan/ Why dem haffi build so much evilous weapon/ So mi go, go ask di wicked man/ Why dem haffi build so much evilous weapon <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Outro]</i> |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Good As Gone [digital single] (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
0:40 |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006) | |||||
|
|
3:52 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
Ah HEY, all--
<i>[cut and scratched]</i> "Attention, ladies and gentlemen" <i>[Evidence (Iriscience)]</i> Expand and Dilate, so by the end of the night When we put down the mic Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture Some try to do the same but they style ain't pure (A carbon copy) That's right Rak it comes out so sloppy (Plus for from crisp) So I leave you wit this <i>[Evidence]</i> Yo to me it don't matter how dope you write or look MC's without a voice should write a book You heard me properly, claimin that shit you didn't, oh really? My crew's more dedicated than Rocky training in Philly Put your gloves on, about to get more than can withstand The comp they left baffled coffee shops in Amsterdam I never got redemption from an honorable mention So my lyrics hug the beat wit the tightest suspension (watch out) Don't fear on turns, of course floor the corners Yo, that's my drive, got tracks like beehives You can't pass my gate, a great mistake, you paid the cost You bigger than me? You screaming "Shorty No Mas" Yo, some think I'm clever Others think I'm the one who makes too many references to weather/whether... Or not I'm feelin this beyond words explain Yo you set up a battle outdoors and pray for rain <i>[cut and scratched]</i> "Attention ladies and gentlemen" <i>[Evidence (Iriscience)]</i> Expand and Dilate, so by the end of the night When we put down the mic Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture Some try to do the same but they style ain't pure A carbon copy (That's right Ev, it comes out so sloppy) Plus far from crisp (So I leave you wit this) <i>[Iriscience]</i> Aiyyo you speak like who you hang wit And piece like who you paint wit Everything is merging, no matter who you bank wit Imagery battle hymns, political poetry Platform show, by now maybe you know Who don't scheme, but knows more lines than coke fiends Closing dark plates, it's hot and smoking Sneaky green slow flow, thought provoking Leaves mics, turntables and stages broken Dilated y'all, Irisciece y'all wide awake Babu revolve while Rakka rocks the break Revolution is a cycle to turn, vital to learn Next time other neighborhoods are liable to burn Toys meet the same fate steppin in range Ain't your folks hollering at you 'bout playin wit flame? Can't be contained, front row's insane Alchemist load the track, Irisci bullet train "Attention ladies and gentlemen" <i>[Evidence (Iriscience)]</i> Expand and Dilate, so at the end of the night When we put down the mic Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture Some try to do the same but they style ain't pure (A carbon copy) That's right Rak it comes out so sloppy Plus far from crisp (Babs leave em wit this) <i>[DJ Babu scratching]</i> "Can we do it again" <i>[x2]</i> "My goodness" "Ladies and gentlemen" "Babu's on one's and two's" "HEY" |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
3:56 |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities (2011) | |||||
|
|
4:20 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities [b-sides] (2011)
It's heavy lighting
[Iriscience] To all you non carpoolin' fuel burners in my town We're not headed for a ice age, we're headed for a meltdown I double checked it, the message is authentic It's the flash of heavy lighting that makes us photogenic (Check it out) I get hype on Stetsasonic Before rockin a show or droppin shit to plastic Iriscience, yo you shine so bright Tonight the only thing lit is our crew and off white [Evidence] Well you's a shaky gun faker, like Enzo the Baker I strip studio rappers lo-tech Amish Quaker Trip and fall and haul yourself b-boy breaker And all you never sprayed and you're whack on the fader I make you shake a double take, step in motion sensors Hit the stage spotlights on the towers and the fences Now you see how close the audience is Heavy lighting wreaking havoc on your senses Heavy Lighting We are the lighting, We are the path, Keep shining Heavy Lighting We are the lighting, We are the path, Keep shining [Evidence] We making money like tat make money like cash Grandmaster D to Grandmaster Flash As astrotheologists ponder my past Oh please give me one more hit or mega-blast Beggars ask, but still opt to be choosy You see I, U. Z. I. like an uzi And do see what's going on from the Towers of Babble To the heart of Babylon and on [Iriscience] Yo, I've learned many tactics that I practice til decrepit We Are... You know the record I'm that gunner in the forefront, you charge, I punt Off my ammunition, they'll be back for now Expect ambivalence, since I never retreat like Joey rockin them beats I'm hard to be seen like green on green Yo my voice strikes the mic, there's no time to be wastin My rhymes are snapshots from Brian Cross and Daniel Hastings [Hook] (2X) Yo I been around, I found a lot of the greats Physically are heavy, but mentally lightweights Brain percentage ain't used to full potential You're gone next week, only identified by dental [Iriscience] Dental records I checked and pressed for selectors And worldwide hotspots to weapons inspector Producer, director, or information expert Unidentified objects light up the desert [Evidence] Sometimes it's funny when you don't look how you rhyme Like one kid stepped to me with one of my own lines He didn't realize he was facing 'Ev in person Until I replied, turn his big moment to curtains [Iriscience] Well Rakka's insight in light and dim light I spit venom but I never had to bite As life works in cycles, the circles are closing Greenhouse effect or maybe you'll be frozen [Hook] (2X) |
|||||
|
|
5:15 |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - The Release Party [ep] (2011) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
4:07 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
[Intro/Chorus]
"Don't you take, my kindness for weakness" {*repeat 2X*} "Don't you take.." Dilated, yo, yo [Rakaa Iriscience] I might flip, but usually a calm individual Armed with accountants, my lawyers and other criminals Network with armies, street wars are critical and revolutionaries so streets are more liveable (C'mon) Fuck what your ego say Don't take shit for granted homey we don't play All's fair in love and war, piece of cake But beef is rare like a bloody piece of steak "Don't you take" your eyes off the quiet ones, the silent ones With the assassin smile, the most violent Train until their bleeding, crying, perspiring And gun rings firing "Don't you take" the wrong side, that's the wrong idea Untangle it, we could get it on right here Never back to broke, you get tapped or choked I might smile, but I ain't no joke [Chorus] (Oh, yo look out, look out Rak') [Evidence] Love or fear, the fear last longer But love is stronger, so I stay loyal to love with honor You got those who wanna take that for weak Be prepared, they'll test you in front of your peeps Some easy advice, buy your way out my life It's the principle, the pockets fat not flat Some borrow dough and relax on payin that back? C'mon cat "Don't you take" me for weak, give an inch they take feet Give 'em feet, they take the street My city's called Everybody Eats The operations don't skip a beat "Don't you take" my squad as chumps, punks or fakes Quick to dump, pop trunks on snakes That's of course, push came to shove Otherwise love is love so "Don't you take, my kindness for weakness" {*repeat 4X*} "Don't you take.." [Interlude] Ladies and gentlemen We have a special guest tonight in the house Talib Kweli [Talib Kweli] You'll never fit up in my shoes so don't try 'em on I always tear it up, I'm 'bout as calm as a quiet storm Legendary lyricist, nice guy persona My songs celebrate life and you can play 'em for your momma But don't make the mistake of tryin to play me Unless you a DJ, don't get it twisted I'm still from B.K. Wanna front? Better keep it in your mouth like Flavor Flav Where I'm from even a chick spit razor blades "Don't you take" me for a sucker or I'll take you back to school Fool can't play the wise but the wise can act a fool I stay cool and mild mannered and just put in my work Don't push you don't know what's up, under my shirt "Don't you take" me for soft, I got a heart that pump like a twelve gauge shotty when it start to dump Youse a mystery, cause you don't know who you runnin towards And got history, that shit is told by those who won the war [Outro] "Don't you take, my kindness for weakness" {*repeat 4X*} "Don't you take.." {*"Don't you take" scratched to fade over ad libs*} |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Da Beatminerz - Fully Loaded W/ Statik (2005) | |||||
|
|
4:41 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
(feat. Talib Kweli)
[Talib Kweli] Brooklyn stand up, L.A. stand up Matter fact, the whole planet rock with us now! [Hook] {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! {*"Run up in your venue like what what what!"*} [Iris] Check it out y'all! [Evid] Check it out [Iris] You're now rockin' with the world's best {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! [Iris] And we do it for you [Evid] We do it for you [Talib] We do it for you {*"Live on stage!"*} [Iriscience] Aiyyo, basic mathematics - add shit, subtract shit Multiply, divide, break down shit to fractions Equality - Not greater than or less than Los Angeles, Brooklyn, connect to Manhattan Expansion Team - Movin' through lights, cameras and action Thoughts to ideas, designs to manufacturin' ??? to we blaze and make it happen On stage I quote the bible then blast like Sam Jackson {*"I jump on stage and change forms*} Rock it, don't bug out, kid, my team scores A lot of emcees out there with phony lives They master the studio but never master the ceremon' Check it live [Hook] {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! {*"Run up in your venue like what what what!"*} [Iris] Check it out y'all! [Evid] Check it out [Iris] You're now rockin' with the world's best {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! [Iris] And we do it for you [Evid] We do it for you [Talib] We do it for you {*"Live on stage!"*} [Evidence] You know we - break barriers, redefine the coast Classic hits like Ice Cube's "AmeriKKKa's Most" Dilated - extra extra, read the front page Catch us live on stage - like Roxanne Shante Straight out the cage - learn ya lesson Yo, studio sessions are not shows Learn ya lesson - in shows and studios This here breath controls all I got to lose But the architects respect it - live in House of Blues Flow for my peeps - thats true You know we take it live on stage And new levels for you Thirty bucks a ticket? No, that's breads and breaks So I'ma stay sharp and seperate the real from fakes You know.. [Hook] {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! {*"Run up in your venue like what what what!"*} [Iris] Check it out y'all! [Evid] Check it out [Iris] You're now rockin' with the world's best {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! [Iris] And we do it for you [Evid] We do it for you [Talib] We do it for you {*"Live on stage!"*} [Babu - scratching] {*"Now through cuts to Alchemist's instrumental*"} {*"Dilated live"} {*"B-believe it when you bleed it*} {*"Run up in your venue like what what what!"*} {*"Li-li-li-live on stage"*} {*"Talib Kweli*"} [Talib Kweli] I got the crowd in the palm of my hands It go like the dominant strands Squeeze as hard as I can Stormin' like that beach in Normandy So just droppin' the sand The way I'm rockin' the fans Like when you take a homeless man and you promise him land Understand I rock for Dilated The longer you wait, longer you get violated If words was notes, I say it the way Miles play it I know my styles hated - you can't get nowhere near it Instead of investin' in hate, you should invest in merit Look at yourself, you monstrosity of hypocrisy Tryin' to be the king of media, you the king of mediocrity Chop your flow, disposable, like heroes of the prophecy I got the evidence that me and Rock know how to flow properly C'mon man! [Hook] {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! {*"Run up in your venue like what what what!"*} [Iris] Check it out y'all! [Evid] Check it out [Iris] You're now rockin' with the world's best {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*} [All] We all live on stage! [Iris] And we do it for you [Evid] We do it for you [Talib] We do it for you {*"Live on stage!"*} [Babu - scratching] {*"D-d-d-da-d-da-daz-dazzlin'"*} {*"D-d-di-di-d-di-dilated displayin' a new sound"*} {*"D-d-da-dazzlin'"*} {*"Di-d-d-di-di-dilated-dilated-dilated-di-displayin' a new sound"*} {*"D-da-dazzlin'"*} {*"D-d-dilated*} {*"D-di-d-dilated"*} |
|||||
|
|
3:46 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
[Sample and scratch over Mobb Deep - Give Up The Goods]:
"I got lots of love for my crew that is" x 3 [Evidence] Young buck in the game started off hardheaded stuck in my way but things change, and days turn to nights and the nights are cold if your people ain't right I'll squad it straight, split up the cake in three ways my partners down, I'm feeling the pain and when we up, find us out trying to live "I got lots of love for my crew that is" [Iriscience] Old sold. in the game I grew up stressed out trying to hold in the pain but kept my mind right, sketched the highlights I assure life, but fight for my rights and your right to fight for yours I fight through four toungues of spikes and swords the days of thunder the night of tours its dope to fight the illness that fight the cures [Chorus] If it ain't family, I ain't sure Love is love, war is war they want theirs, they want yours "I got lots of love for my crew that is" Love is love, war is war [Cuts] "I got lots of love for my crew that is" x 3 [Iriscience]' For the love of god for the love of cats scrambling to beat the odds hustling and ducking in between the lots for the love of my family, the streets are ours the Dj's ripping these beats apart we got futher spread love, like Peter Tosh (with magic) classic, we group that shit "I got lots of love for my crew that is" [Evidence] I gotta swallow blood in pride between love and war is a thin line its a dangerous time you better go for yours, cuz I'm going for mine I'm out to chip in, no doubt before I leave the grind till then ?? - how your gonna win and how to turn your buds over to our next king and how your gonna stay focused to read the game and how your gonna see if you try to stop the bang [Chorus and Cuts by DJ Babu] |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
|
from Rasco - Time Waits For No Man (2000)
(feat. Defari and Dilated Peoples)
Don't front So many claim the fame, but never see the day When lyrically they could even run, in the Triple-A's This here's the major leagues, where big hits are guaranteed The Ken Griffey turbo 850 professional MC One more time that cat Defari With a sting operation so blatant we call it franchise Man sign, independent on some enterprise It's time to shoot straight, innovate, and make the world realize That mics get ripped, and spots get blown I strive to be a Golden State all-time great, like J-Ro I gets burned when the Technics turn on mix shows and mix tapes That you hear when a car turns left on the street You know that shit that make you bounce 'Nuf respect to Rasco and Evidence Yo hold it down on the mound I'm not like Hideo, don't got it Nomo I'm more like Randy Johnson, guaranteed heat for sure Yo this that where the big hits are guaranteed This ain't no minor league affair this here the major leagues You in the batter's box ready for combat (what?) But when you step up to the plate better bring it fat I throw spitballs and sliders, and hit batters with attitude The signal's in, and my catcher's 'Fari Herut I got to risin on the mound, talkin at pen-point Retire the side, put on a jacket, ice my joints And body parts, world-wide, Evidence is known Have you fallin out the batter's box when curves are thrown Precise angles, I disect the strategy, no cost And just 'cause I choose to wander don't mean I'm lost I got the button-up jersrey, Dilated written in cursive I spill my heart to wax and put the in the open Three men against nine players, yo, that shit's unheard of Plus my eyes are open in takin' folks One cat got on base but he didn't learn his lesson I faked to first and picked him off at second Patience is a virtue, yo he couldn't understand That cat's out, time waits for no man Bust it Don't front This where the big hits are guaranteed This ain't no minor league affair this here the major leagues You in the batter's box ready for combat (what?) But when you step up to the plate It be the large caliber rhyme Ask yourself why try Microphone slash Rasco Defari Evidence, rhymes that set the precedence Straight out the box, MCs to bobby sox Major league, set to intrigue you small fee Nothin' to the game, we doused them small flames Take names Head for the fence, we track prints Track down the scent, then fold your whole tent Stay bent The illest on rhymes at all times Call your bullpen, Rasco just pulled into the lot Be strikin em out with one shot While your pitch be hittin the plate at one spot Down the pipe The major lieutenant that earn stripes Bet strap in, cadet to captain Stand up, better yet, put them hands up And watch the triple threat come fuck them plans up Smack niggas, with lyrical gems that sayin hymns Niggas still rappin 'bout clothes and car rims Man debted But dishin that corn, you get spreaded We runnin on supreme, you runnin on unleaded Couldn't match, you out the line-up, you been scratched Sittin on the bench, not feelin you one pinch, in the trench We loadin the guns to stack funds Went from stackin ones to stackin them one-huns Scored runs The hotter the bat, the more fat It's Dilated, Ras, 'Fari, we bust back Like that, like that, like that, like that Like that y'all, like that, check it Yo this that where the big hits are guaranteed This ain't no minor league affair this here the major leagues You in the batter's box ready for combat (what?) But when you step up to the plate better bring it fat Don't front |
|||||
|
|
5:08 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
Artist: Dilated Peoples
Album: Neighborhood Watch Song: Marathon Make-Make-Make-em-Make-em clap to this To show our appreciation for your support Make-Make-Make-em-Make-em clap to this Thank you DJs Dilated! Clap your hands! (x6) [Evidence] Yo, first up, I stay updated Stay in the zone, and no question, stay "Dilated" Understand, I exercise patience (right, right) Respect my path, 'cause the road, these cats paved it (set it off) Now that we've got that straight, it's time to move on I don't train for sprints, I train for marathons A long haul, we're built for this It's proven, every year, more people cop our shit The point I'm getting at, we're building an army Couldn't thank 'em enough, for real, I feel strongly Right now, we're parked in a comfortable spot By 2004, we're out to own the whole lot (Out for the top!) To settle for less, the short change So we keep our heads with us, as there's more to gain And with, war is pain, so we roll the dice It's all for the love, but some pay the ultimate price (check it out y'all) Chorus: [Group of singers] Yo, they go off when they go on On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon) Pace yourself so you can face yourself Run hard, you really only race yourself Yo, they go off when they go on On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon) But we don't run from shit, we run to it Might run over your shit or run through it [Rakaa] I crack my own tooth, man, rap's a tool Just to spit, crowns will leave your head wrapped with jewels Respect that, even if you don't respect that Label politics are just a minor setback As long as we're willing and the heart is still in it In the marathon, the artists will win it Even though they want me to bite my tongue Where I'm comin' from it's like "Fuck that, I'll still win it" The long run separates the weak and strong one Never underestimate how deep the songs run [Rakaa and Group of singers] Pace yourself so you can face yourself Run hard, you really only race yourself, yo [Rakaa] Clap your hands, your hands you clap Expansion Team rap then expand the map With endurance, intellect, cardiovascular Stamina, Rakaa's a party flow master like this! Chorus [Rakaa] I'm like Axel when they kill Mike for the bearer bonds (???) Driven to fight, livin' in the marathon Some can't carry on, they're tired or feel ill But in the end, real soldiers are still will Sometimes, it's just spectators and gladiators Same party, next year, haters congratulate us To Buddy Princess and Jalen, congratulations This year, there's less funerals than graduations [Evidence] Yo, pace myself, 'cause sagas continue Standing ovations, Dilated blows up every venue A new era, placed first, style pursuing The shoe fits? (Wear it), it's based on you and Your off beat DJ Anything he play Sounds like Babu pulled the plug with no delay This homestretch I've saved my last breath (breathing noise) I push full throttle, no rest till nothing's left It's the marathon Chorus Clap your hands (x5) Check it Expansion Team forever and the, Alchemist |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
3:26 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
No questions
I pledge resistance to the grass That hides the snakes of America So they watch it, now I walk with caution More careful put more thought to options Is the opposite of progress Congress From the school to the street we're beyond stress But I fight for peace, that's what the problem is War is big biz, ask an economist Speak in volumes callin' anti-war and anti-American synonymous Back in the day I would've gotten black listed just for speakin' up Hoover probably would've screamed Communist I want black and brown unity But cats get out to bring the jail to the community Fightin's nothin' new to me I even corrected what the public school system tried to do to me Here's a spark encoded in rhyme and love for everyone of the devoted in line We call it art, some call it a crime It's the rap Michael Moore, like Bowling for Columbine On drums, Fahrenheit, 9-1-1 Al Queda hit the Apple and the world was stunned The villain trained by the hero for the killing Now you twist $20 bills to see buildings Under heavy surveillance They might call you a traitor if you want something greater Don't get me wrong, America's a great place to live Just listen to the knowledge I give If more than half the budget goes to military spending Less than half goes to whatever it's defending One nation, many gods, individuals with liberties And justice for all who are miserable Voice in Spanish escuscha la verdad en la musica Yeah Babu, Dilated Peoples Neighborhood Watch, worldwide Expansion, Iriscience Evidence, Babu |
|||||
|
|
4:14 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
chorus:
[Evidence] Night life.. Ready to spit Tags what? Evidence Cross the planet Step it up this year weather man The times right, sleep all day to wake up for night life Ready to spit When it drops, gonna hit We step it up, no doubt the times right Sleep all day to wake up for night life Start every verse with something to quote: 'The devil you know, is better than the devil you don't' Last year.. a test, true colors where shown Kings remained in chess on the board and life in thrones Music catch the force of my mic Thats why at night I be out postin' up my own snipes For years I sat back, played the role, what for? This here disc, hear us raw Can't fake it anymore Check it out: You now witness the scenes 2nd release, Expansion Team Shit thumps, shine bright headlights seen on The like laser beams drive fast things and tee green (chorus) You know these nights ain't gettin' any longer Put your best out and bail You never know, you might get stronger I stood back a bit, take punchlines out raps been more legitimate Solidify our place in the game, pleasure with pain Tropical flow: see sun but feel rain Its easy to seclete yourself up in the mix That's why its good to get out at night and holler at chicks I take it back before studio racks, before I understood the concept of seperatin' tracks Before... Around the time my life when I swore That the mic was a device not to be taken light chorus Night life... Graffiti artists get armed Cans get shook, the walls get bombed This is the time when shadow rocks get thrown At your tinted car windows sound off the alarm This is the time you execute your plan While other people sleep, jewels get ran In get away vans exit off ramps Smaller operations are shops bigger one camps Rock knots in pocket pants Got the advance, and back for my back end in hands And things ain't always what they seem from a glance But up close shit'll change your whole prespective Shadows close in, you realize you ain't protected (chorus) |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
5:21 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
"Till the end of...No surrender and no retreat"
"No surrender and no retreat" "No surrender and no retreat" "N-N-No surrender and no retreat" "No surrender and no retreat" "No surrender No No surrender no surrender and no retreat" "Y'all ready?" [Evidence] Yo, aiyo potent Straight up with the force to keep fighting Samson, Atlas, Colossus, Ti-tan In the dark night the torch steady lightens I'm strong, cast iron heart of the lion A mighty foundation to a tower of power With the energy needed to turn the seed into a flower Fortified type, sturdy sound constructions make rappers duck down Like I'm Boogie Down Productions (Boop Boop Boop Boop) I can tell they're weak, delicate It ain't hard to sell when I speak Over rock-hard breaks (breaks!) never riddle little beats See me on rap city B-E-T spit graffiti Present a full section of flavors thats robust Dilated Peoples my brother we gon' crush Leave up support, insulate your stage I got self control but can't hold the rage Many ya products, gimmicks wit' time limits I give you what you want plus put my mind in it Rocka Iriscience trained to go the length Finding all terrain thin tanked in full strength "No surrender and no retreat" Chorus [Evidence] Stand my ground dig in with both feet No surrender no turning no cheat no retreat Stand my ground dig in with both feet No surrender no turning no cheat no retreat Stand my ground dig in with both feet No surrender no turning no cheat no retreat Stand my ground dig in with both feet "No surrender and no retreat" [Evidence] Uh, uh, yo, worldwide From great heights we take perish by night And lay by day from sonic doodalay espy tight Twelve hundad tech me sharp cut and free Detonate the drums heat the plastique thats a dangerous man Who can speak with his hands Watered down lyrics on dirty tracks turned to sand To sink in better watch the the X that you inkin' Or on so disrespect and step on my lawn Pass the gate insulate till sound deton's Twelve ten and debt never met chapter eleven My fam's my strength my pops I got my aim from ????????????????????????? One's for breath, the rest as you feel it Fuck what you've done you've got skills reveal it Team with Iriscience pro's with flows I risk my life on flights for hype shows Rest assure vaccines are far from cures And plant some new shit that hit me two weeks into tour But I'll adapt guaranteed make it through Evidence, Iriscience and my man Babuuuu Worldwide "Dilated" "I told all these corny mothafuckas what a no retreat sound like" Chorus [Evidence] [B-Real] Never givin' up never givin' in never holdin' back never runnin' No cowardly acts dumpin' no retreat Constantly moving ahead ??? Psychological diabolical shrimp filleted it eat ya Now I hate it cuz the flavor is gone cater to those Lyrics are bomb savor the shows wait for the pro's Beats made it with flows hated by foe's Never surrender your soul and rope with the cold Others are makin' but sadly mistakin' the straight broke In the end with no cheddar of bacon thats left poked Pictures afloat over remote notes and potent mic's Break you up put you in the pipe light you up To the night, shadows are runnin' around peepin step out of bounds And watch a nigga get put to sleep But never recover never surrender I know you hate it quit us get eliminated Fuckin' with Dilated "No surrender and no retreat" "No surrender and no retreat" "No surrender and no retreat" "N-N-No surrender and no retreat" "Ha! Hahaha" "Ha Two Thousand" |
|||||
|
|
4:13 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
Yeah
I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie Academy hallway loiterer More shows get my pre-orders up Six deep, packed in a Ford Explorer I toured the whole world but never been to Florida They holdin' my shit, all winter By the time the shit drop, I done already been there The game's fucked, a thousand soundalikes, it's sad Hard to tell the difference like they fake Louis bags I don't fuck with that industry flow What I do fuck with is that industry dough BMI, EMI, gimme all that A side deal with who? Why not, where I sign at? I used to do unto others, this the difference This year fuck with things in my best interest This ain't the new, it's the old from way back Click it or Ticket, man they forcin' us to stay strapped Act like you know, right now if not ASAP This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that This time, made up my mind, on my grind On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate Still blastin' away Spit and put the cash away, passion to play Mashin' my way through this Babylon Out the gate I get up, I'm the one to gamble on Luxury lyrics, I give free of charge Yeah, right, my daughters don't starve Holdin' me down, pride and truth The immaculate Dilated Peoples crew Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate Beat this down the block and you'll be like G's Movin' on up like George and Louise On the low, in the cut, all about my cheese My folks, came up, in these L.A. streets I knock and I bump, like 8:15's They lock, brothers up, for eight fifteens Defari is a method of truth If you wanna know proper etiquette in the booth Hey 'Ru is divine Pure like sunshine, just one rhyme Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Muhammad Ali Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Salvador Dali Now we rap Langston Hughes and Maya Angelou Out the disco Xanadu, hip-hop for the streets Now the beat swing numchuk style I'm like Jim Kelly tellin' sucker MC's duck down Heavy artillery with the heavenly spittery And third strike energy, rockin' cleverly pitchin' heat Fernando Valenzuela, original slangster Lost Angels, Atzlan to beautiful danger Call my travel agent, have her arrange South America, South Africa and Southeast Asia Then back to Mid-City we stack and get busy In fact, Drev's barbecue and Hustle got 'gnac The way I manhandle bully muscle the track Thank God, I never focused on hustlin' crack It's Rakaa with that educated animal rap I still fight back and question when they handin' me scraps In the fresh Denim jacket with the sheepskin black With the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back, yeah Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate Four by four, eight by eight Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
3:49 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
(Evidence)
The difference between a hero and a coward? There is no difference. One time or another everyone's felt fear. It's what one person does that the other person doesn't do that makes him a hero. But I'm about to step the fuck up. (Evidence w/ Iriscience) Yo panic y'all. Back against the wall feel the pressure No way out. Situation getting closer Time is ticking, walls are closin Options narrow now, your the one who's chosen Panic, adrenaline rush. Master mechanic Play your position, blow wigs back with cannons Colors of rythym. No options left to chose from Cooperation can cock thoughts that's grouseme Like, glock for murder with three strikes in Houston Or foreign countries that chop fingers for boosting Main objective-don't become an example Either run or get ran. Stampede or get trampled I spit hard and respect my guard Got vision like x-ray, that's how I read your card Yo we got the upper hand and still play by the book The truth? It's always the last place you look. That's right here (Iriscience) Uh-oh. You feel that? That's the croud staring That's the spotlights that shine that damn near blind Sing a swim-time kid. What's your first line? (Evidence w/ Iriscience) I spit hardcore. Menace to flows Time to panic for crews who don't rehearse for shows 'Cause yo this year it's time to reclaim game Used to sit up in the shadows and rebel against fame Until my peep worded me up. Might have the mightest touch And the only way to find out is to blow the fuck up I listened, put that thought under my wing and in my brainstem Now I think ink can bleed through paint pens Or spray cans. Dodging trains it's the panic zone East L.A to the beach. Welcome to the terror dome When the feelings gone, here comes artillery To penetrate my zone takes a mind of a military Blown off exotic trees from Yosemite California's cannibus chance dodging felonies Melt my trees with heat. Guns the remedy Do what I do? You might panic and call emergency (Evidence) Set your own standards. Not everybody can do what we do We can't do what everybody else does. Alot of people get comfortable playing follow the leader. But if you want to see change you need to be the leader to follow. Let's make it happen (Evidence) Panic. Abondoned ship, iceberg titanic. Time to steal fans from other groups they take for granted The way we came up nothing was handed So when we drop the mic its hot. Pick it up, you might get branded Might not like your plane the way we land it But get the job done and then some. So panic And it ain't the last. Coming from the fast High-tech shit so feel the blast Catch the wordplay, hype sends the survey Instead of stripclub chop meats Monday through Thursday Friday through Sunday. Blown off the runway Ev the Weatherman use words instead of gunplay Perfect caintance, can't catch on radar Speak the truth yo don't run with traitors Equator hot. The artic cold Everything between turns to green and gets sold 'I remember when we used to have four seasons. Now it's just like one. One season all year long man. Let's take care of this place' (DJ Babu Scratching) 'Push the panic button shit it's' 'Evidence' 'I can kill it from the West Coast to the Atlantic.' 'Evidence. Oh. Evidence. Yeah' 'Worldwide respected, so give me mines or meet your deathwish' 'Panic' |
|||||
|
|
3:24 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
(Babu mixing)
'Let...let...let...let me tell you somethin' 'I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it' (Iriscience) Yo, yo, I buck shots, lick shots, take shots, give shots Headliners know, this year we switch spots Check it, I spit it for the righteous and the wretched First came the live show, next came the records, (next) With wax collectors with rap perfectors With scratch, with dance, with graf protectors Worldwide travelers in your sector DJ Babu, come down selector! I raw here, I explore here You like that, where that comes from there's more there This is warfare and we score fair We don't stop 'til our flag swings in your air I rap to build or I rap to ruin Your whole career, yo, watch what you doin (Chorus-Babu mixing) [Iriscience talking] 'Let...let...let...let me tell you somethin' 'I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it' [Pay attention] 'I'm 'bout to...I'm 'bout to....I'm 'bout to... I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it' [Watch and observe] 'I'm 'bout to...I'm 'bout... I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it' [PAY ATTENTION!] 'Watch me while I do it Watch...watch...watch me while I do it' [Watch and observe] 'Let...let...let...let me tell you somethin' 'I'm 'bout to set it off, society watch me while I do it' (Iriscience) Yo, yo I'm a poet, with the warrior spirit inside Chokin rappers out like Hickson in 'Pride' We all share the same sun givin us light But remember, sink or swim, time winnin's a fight Expansion Team takes rows, takes oceans, takes flight Then takes over the stage 'til the morning breaks night Word of mouth crew, make sure we pay right Then Hendrix takes over my body, I blaze mics Spray 3-d outlines and highlights I know lowlifes that are livin the high life At great heights I exercise my rights So much smoke, when I'm this high, I sky-write Raaka raps to build, or raps to ruin Your whole career, yo, watch what you're doin (Chorus) I rock hills and valleys, rap shows and ralleys Record stores and schools, live shit from Cali Take it to the people, cut out the middle men Like Chuck said, 'I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin' I rap to build or I rap to ruin Your whole career, yo, watch what you're doin (Chorus) (Iriscience talking) Babu, Iriscience Pay attention, UK y'all, USA y'all, Japan y'all, Japan y'all France y'all, France y'all...... |
|||||
|
|
0:42 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
Told y'all... down with Dilated....
Motherfuckers! Phil Da Agony break your crew Any problems? Yeah, yeah, Bones full of agony Skin full of melanin Go ahead, tell a friend We back at it again Randomly I aim to cap A wack rappin head off Decapitate a rappin head off You're better off... Sucked off twice in the same night You know my style right? You know my large appetite Brand new, keep it spank Keep a bag of dank Keep it top rank Keep all my money in the bank Money market Mutual funds Investments for my son Expanding the team and gettin it done World Champions, shit - Los Angeles Lyrics Bitch don't act shocked when you hear it |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - This Way [single] (2004)
Your like ..
Whats ya name ma Should of run from her The girls poisonous You made a bad move Shes from a bad crew There all poisonous [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous (poisonous) The chick in the club you cant trust Front like they fans only out for you bucks Front like they don't have a man and such You start holdin hands that's when the van pulls up It's tight situations like this You know the risk .. Roll the dice hit a miss She feelin me? Well, she got different motives A candy shell to cover up the poison I don't have to pretend You know the type to fuck around with a mans best friend You know the type out to do you wrong cuz you don't spend Enough time or enough bread (poisonous) Its the Chicks that I let on the bus I took one in the back The other stole my stuff It's the season of the vict That night I got picked Im telling you now there dangerous to touch (poisonous) [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous(poisonous) Shes poison Can Cause serious harm Just one trouch Play with your heart Like she was in toys R us Ignore your trust Shes poisonous You thinkin? its love but that's lust You fein like shes a drug with that touch She breaks hearts cuz her heart got crushed She loves cash but she loves credit cards as much She like the creol, forreal Maybe Puerto Rico No self-esteem But fronts the biggest ego Never knew her father Her mother used to drink tho Her step-father had a peep show threw every keyhole Sweet and holesome He stole her innocence Now hes up in Folesome And shes the vinnomese She hates men.. She dates them to rape them For payback.. To pay bills she breaks them Catch her at the bar Vanilla coke and stoneys Now she throwin bait Realin them in slowly She wants celebrities Cuz she can hustle that A cat from the mav's of the cav's double back They threw a couple back They Had a couple laughs He was in trouble when he offered her a bubble bath He didn't strap up She bout to make him splash Plan B was the get the hat up out the trash And get the turkey baister Shes thinking tall paper She cracked a smile when he told her that he뭗 call her later Shes gonna hit the lotto She wants them all to pay her Especially all them entertainers and ball players [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous (poisonous) |
|||||
|
|
3:39 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
Your like ..
Whats ya name ma Should of run from her The girls poisonous You made a bad move Shes from a bad crew There all poisonous [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous (poisonous) The chick in the club you cant trust Front like they fans only out for you bucks Front like they don't have a man and such You start holdin hands that's when the van pulls up It's tight situations like this You know the risk .. Roll the dice hit a miss She feelin me? Well, she got different motives A candy shell to cover up the poison I don't have to pretend You know the type to fuck around with a mans best friend You know the type out to do you wrong cuz you don't spend Enough time or enough bread (poisonous) Its the Chicks that I let on the bus I took one in the back The other stole my stuff It's the season of the vict That night I got picked Im telling you now there dangerous to touch (poisonous) [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous(poisonous) Shes poison Can Cause serious harm Just one trouch Play with your heart Like she was in toys R us Ignore your trust Shes poisonous You thinkin? its love but that's lust You fein like shes a drug with that touch She breaks hearts cuz her heart got crushed She loves cash but she loves credit cards as much She like the creol, forreal Maybe Puerto Rico No self-esteem But fronts the biggest ego Never knew her father Her mother used to drink tho Her step-father had a peep show threw every keyhole Sweet and holesome He stole her innocence Now hes up in Folesome And shes the vinnomese She hates men.. She dates them to rape them For payback.. To pay bills she breaks them Catch her at the bar Vanilla coke and stoneys Now she throwin bait Realin them in slowly She wants celebrities Cuz she can hustle that A cat from the mav's of the cav's double back They threw a couple back They Had a couple laughs He was in trouble when he offered her a bubble bath He didn't strap up She bout to make him splash Plan B was the get the hat up out the trash And get the turkey baister Shes thinking tall paper She cracked a smile when he told her that he뭗 call her later Shes gonna hit the lotto She wants them all to pay her Especially all them entertainers and ball players [chorus - x2] She aint the one to trust She'll treat your heart like toys R us She's dangerous to touch Stay away shes poisonous (poisonous) |
|||||
|
|
3:56 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
[Harry Allen]
We're coming to you live from the Scottish Right Temple Near the intersection of Crenshaw and Wiltshire Where, as you can see in the background Military personnel are mobilized and waiting orders Despite the quiet and the deceptive calm, tension is still thick in the air after last night's concert and rebellion The incident was allegedly sparked by police officers trying to shut down a reportedly peaceful concert by hip hop artists Dilated People's We'll keep you updated with any new developments. For Triclops Media Watch, this is Harry Allen, hip hop activist and media assassin And now, Proper Propaganda.. [Begin Song] Watch it. Yes. [Indistinct shout-outs] [Verse 1] We handle it, these brothers are fabulous Dilated's showin you what rhyme travel is Words spitoon from sunlight to moon Bustin' on stage like gunfights in saloons Click-clack, pull my mic back, you like that? Journalists? We're journalists too, we could strike back Hardcore reporters with orders from headquarters Behind enemy lines, sidestepping the borders Repressed caps, we bring it to you as it happens The streets love my crew from music to rappin Street commander slash beat expander Here to fight the slander with the proper propaganda What's happenin'? You got a question? Then ask it The news is just a TV show, get past it And this, from a quiet wartime journalist Headlines, wake up, refuse and resist Resist, like this, like this Like thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-this, y'all [Chorus] We kick finance action, and scores of sports Politics, new fashion and war reports Entertainment, when we come to perform Watch, the illest weatherman in the biz with the storm watch Triclops Media, record, tape and TV, Net radio, CD or DVD Iriscience (write rhymes on picket signs) This is why Babu is scratching and keeping time [Scratching] [Verse 2] The pen is mightier than the sword Cause the pen gives the word sending swords to war They twisted it when he pulled Mao Tse-Tung And said political power comes from the barrel of a gun The officer meets his fate, .44 by .38 It was a dirty deed, but that don't mean a dirty case Witnesses against the state are shushed Facts overlooked so the judge can throw the book Perhaps for politicians with something to prove In the city where they blew the roof off of M.O.V.E. Yo, questions when answered leads to more questions Why it takes months to deliver a confession? The principles are the same even without the name But I still say M-U-M-I-A I have to fight, it could easily be me But just being the thinker than speakin it freely Although I use my brain before using a fist Don't push it, wake up, refuse and resist [Scratching] [Chorus] |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Laura Canales - 30 Exitos Insuperables (2004) | |||||
|
|
6:19 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
Ladies and gentlemen
Dilated Peoples and all that Everywhere we go now Pack your bags, we goin' on a long trip man, guess what? We all We all, all around the world Worldwide, Dilated Peoples, Strong Arm Steady, let's go All the people know now Krondon, Phil the Agony, everybody around the world International, domestic, Chicago, Ohio, Seattle (Move through the city like rapid transit) Everywhere we go now, I'm dead serious You fuckin' with "The Best Damn Rap Show" period Go strong 'til I'm delirious on the international stage Like people here it is Right here From the LAX, worldwide direct, all the flights connect Got the right to vote and we'll elect And these labels can't stand us but give us these checks, yeah Everywhere we go now Move through the city, got a crew and tools to use with me Cats got weak shit, come at me with a better line I don't respect rappers, I respect Kevin Federline Karma's good, judge slams the hammer Got 16 on deck like Joe Montana Blue states, red states, welcome us back Every city got a coat rack to hang my hat Evidence one person hold the weight that many bring And I stand for somethin', so I don't fall for anythin' (F'real dawg) It's in the air tonight, don't ask who planned it It's Dilated, move through the city like rapid transit It's Babu, rapid transit, rapid transit, rapid transit Everywhere we go now We the rough, tough and dangerous The hardest working artist can't hang with us All around the world In 80 days from LA Tell them have nots to have it your way, get it All the people know now From NY to PA ATL, DC to VA, c'mon Everywhere we go Competition can't spit So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit Everywhere we go now Hit the marathon runnin? Got a hundred done, another hundred's comin? (More bars) I got shit to show for it Wear my heart on my sleeve, just got my jacket over it Plus I spit that hot shit A hundred ten percent, less is not an option I work the angles, no handouts or freebies So when we in your town, get tickets to see me This is Nissan truck hop I bombed the RTD driver's side then hit the bus stop Create to devastate, scene from New York Hit the Hollywood sign in LA And it feels like yesterday that shit amazed me Cheech Wizard kickin' the lizard, that shit was crazy In the grass grazin', now it's kush y'all Packin' more bowls than college football But still lively Poker face, playin? my cards like Phil Ivey Rock the Dilated, rapid fire how I transmit Babu! Move through the city like rapid transit Move through the city like rapid transit Everywhere we go now We the rough, tough and dangerous The hardest workin' artist can't hang with us All around the world In 80 days from LA Tell them have nots to have it your way, get it All the people know now Amsterdam to Iran Italy, Germany and Japan, c'mon Everywhere we go Competition can't spit So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit Everywhere we go now We the rough, tough and dangerous The hardest workin' artist can't hang with us All around the world In 80 days from LA Tell them have nots to have it your way, get it All the people know now MIA to the Bay, the T Dot, ST and UK , c'mon Competition can't spit So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit Everywhere we go now That's right, everywhere we go it's all love, Dilated People Whenever we in Detroit, Hawaii, Texas Las Vegas or Phoenix, Minnesota You know what I'm sayin'? Connecticut, KC Definitely St. Louis, Rhode Island Philly, New England, Canada You know all my Boston cats Especially overseas when we go to New Zealand Or Switzerland or someth' Croatia, rollin' up a backwood Out in Sweden and Norway, Jamaica, Africa Ay, what happened to all my Spanish cats? You know what I'm sayin', Puerto Rico, Mexico Phil the Agony, be back man Dilated People |
|||||
|
|
5:02 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Neighborhood Watch (2004)
Dilated, dilated, dilated..
Yo I kill ciphers That's how I went from good to God I ain't perfect, yet n' still the hood is ours And it's worthy, good people here work good and hard But the news really only shows crooks and stops It hold you for commercials and talk you into buyin shit I was taught to learn from life and learn from my environment Rocka walks the street as the son of a preacher Who's the son of a preacher with people tryin to reach ya I visualize the rise and realize the falling High as time flies I recognize the calling Went from lavish life to savage life back to lavish life But never average, might be caught like Christ for the sacrifice I still roll up my trees For ? I meditate to roll up my sleeves We adjusting readjust I said I touch the world and the world said Reach us Reach us Open up the world people ? You know these days ain't gettin any longer Now, it's do or die Now or never, time to hit the street We on the move Ride out with shit to prove Everywhere we go they like... It's a green light for you Got lyrics about pleasure some about pain From Southern Cali where they say it never rains It's different dames that make me count blessings We burn for our peeps that ain't here as we sing Reach us In God we trust no doubt that's a must A hundred times see us but still catch the rush And when we fly bless the sky Let your mission unfold You in the car we in the bus bless the road How could I reach you if I wasn't real Might have to go before you really studied the flow And understand the deal This year fuck before mad, loud and clear You know that's the truth they can't Reach us Reach us Say this cause I mean it from the heart Reach us Yo What happened to me, nah what happened to you The crew ain't changed the numbers the sames The lack and the fools, the check for Cali dimes down to Georgia peaches At our shows to book us, ? is how you reach us Got ho's girls I see got queens Got friends got enemies and in-betweens Teacher are students, students are teachers Low key or prestigious I reach you, you reach us I see lines around the block in the snow it's cold now I see people gettin hot when the shot is sold out I see dime pieces to the front to rap along To every word, word for word to every song I raise every head and every arm In every jam from every stage we stand on People climbin over barricades and still I tell security chill, they only tryin to Reach us |
|||||
|
|
4:56 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
[J-Ro]
Back in the days, my pops said "Right on" (Right on, right on) All the street poets in the house, write on (Write on, write on) Black people, right on, right one (Right on, right on) All my niggas rollin Chevy's on deep-dish chrome, ride on ride on (Ride on, ride on) I still rock the party till the needle starts skippin I'm trippin like Pippen, Spice Rum sippin We're mentally fastest, head of all our classes You couldn't pass us wit a rocket like NASA We all up in the house like cocky-roaches Snatchin MC's out the game like hockey coaches Fuck it, I'll break you down like a bucket I like the bass hittin like a ? Close Encounters of the Likwit Kind I'm sick wit mine, writin rhymes on picket signs It's the J-R-O, you didn't know? Goin off in your face like a dirty pist-ol You in the house of brews, crime scenes wit no clues You walkin home bruised, confused wit no shoes YOU LOSE! Cuz you got the Dilated blues Here's some news, my DJ rock the mic and the one's and two's And I'm out [E-Swift] And I'm in My words are like swords cuttin the paper wit the pen Yo, Dilated could never be Annihilated I waited two albums too long , somebody violated We migrated to global positioning All the DJ's listenin, Babu mixin it *Babu Cut* "E-Swift" Yeah, the man, the myth I pass the mic to Evidence for the assist Then I'm ooouuut [Evidence] And I'm in My Appetite For Destruction will eat you up for dinn Yo only one meal, get sliced to four courses I'd take me serious, collect your man and forces I strictly run off select input Played yourself, don't have to shoot you in the foot Cuz you stepped outta bounds without making your rounds Now you come to my town Ask Rak (Yo you On Deadly Ground) These last four bars, I'ma heal all my scars I'm a underground cat but still like money and cars A Cali classic, that's my word, and my word's my bond Dilated Peoples, Alkaholiks, this joint's Right On [Tash] My homie King T told me "Big Tash, right on" So I'ma (right on, right on) To all my forty-downin homies in the house tonight (Right on, right on) To all the sexy-ass ladies if you feelin alright (Right on, right on) To my Dilated homies that be rippin the mic (Right on, right on) [J-Ro] Whether you writin or ridin, right on Fresh MC's must write on Even if you skateboardin, ride on Some of these freestylers need to write on like my homie Tash [Tash] I got my write on late at night Burst a verse until they flow right My rhymes be action-packed, I wrote these lyrics to a strobe light I'm Tashy, the flashy nigga jumpin out that fast shit Your rhymes won't impress me if you said em doin backflips I crack whips on phones, blow smoke out nose Niggas peepin out the style, hoes peepin the clothes A million flows off the slang, bizz-a-pow, bizz-a-bang Likwit crew is in this bitch, my click be off the chain Rap off the plane while crackin champagne Tash for president, you know my campaign First things first to get ya'll niggas off the street You get twenty-five years if you part wit wack beats You coulda came to Ev, you coulda came to Swift That's why we escalatin while ya'll niggas need a lift So give me two secs while I crack this Beck's And once I drop the mic, my nigga Rak is up next And I'm out [Iriscience] And I'm in I pick it up for everybody in the house that spins My name is Rakaa, innovator of rhyme communication Wit Data like Star Trek: The Next Generation It's Dilation, fan appreciation Connected nationwide, worldwide Likwidation Cali hard-hitters, we bump like car fenders (It's all chips) We only get boo's from bartenders Better be sure, aim high, we top gunnin When we touch down, we hit the ground runnin Feds pull strings and watch me like Truman But I can't front, I Love L.A. like Randy Newman [J-Ro] To all the homies locked up writin home, write on c'mon (Write on, write on) Grafiti artists around the world, write on c'mon (Write on, write on) To niggas rollin on Katanas, quickly ride on c'mon (Ride on, ride on) To all the women out there raisin kids alone Right on (right on) right on (right on) Yeah! "Broadcastin live from Southern California" [E-Swift] Where we at? "Broadcastin live from Southern California" *Cut up by Babs* Dilated Peoples "Represent wit Tha Liks" |
|||||
|
|
4:15 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - 20/20 (2006)
I'm transmittin' live
I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live Do not attempt to adjust your dial Satellite radio Fuck the minors, this here's the major leagues Where more chicks call you "Papi" than Dave Ortiz Stand in the booth, barely at ease Right shoulder 'gainst the wall 'til my rhymes release Sharpest beats, broadcast from Jupiter Got boots on, now we know Bush is Lucifer First thing you learn is the hardest to forget First thing you learn, you just a artist in debt Unheard of in rap, I arrived on time again Call me Ev but don't call me after 9 P.M. Wordplay sharp like clippers line my bangs Wordplay sharp like Lil Jon's fangs Wherever we go, remain on point And I master rap music, every day like Tom Coin 2 4 7 flow sick like cancer sticks All I want from rap is one of the fancy chicks Bank accounts, couple cribs, couple whips The funniest shit, this money's legit You bet I bounce, couple kids, couple dips, couple ounce American supersized in large amounts Don't look down, Evidence I rap at you Paint visuals that's spittacular Catch my frequencies, suckers never play me though Bendin' C.A., I'm satellite radio Satellite radio Satellite radio Satellite radio Do not attempt to adjust your dial I'm transmittin' live We lost Shaq to the Heat like we put a match to it Debatin' if Kobe's righteous or if the cat's Judas And Rakaa's about action, you can react to it Droppin' science like a bad student, like a grad student Media reigns like a meteor shower Claimin' the love of God and put your feet on the flowers Off to Hollywood, makin' sure the streets have the power On the roof of the Avalon with the bead on the tower And they never heard the click-clack, alibi I was back in Tokyo snackin' on banana Kit-Kats Or Amsterdam in Damkrane tryin' to twist back Rap vigilante revenge over these thick tracks Heavenly glow with the heavyweight flow Like Atlas with the globe, trial of strength with the globe Addin' pages to passports, we stay on the go Rollin' with cats that really run L.A. on the low Where models are like winter kids playin' with snow Where poor pray to get rich and rich prey on the po' Transmittin', suckers never playin' me though Hit city, L.A., C.A., satellite radio Satellite radio Satellite radio Satellite radio Do not attempt to adjust your dial I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live Do not attempt to adjust your dial Satellite radio I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live I'm transmittin' live Do not attempt to adjust your dial Satellite radio |
|||||
|
|
3:36 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - Expansion Team (2001)
This is self defense. x2
This ain't no threat man, ??? This is self defense Ain't no tough guy talk, we're just doing what we have to [Verse 1 - Iriscience] I think ya better let it go You need attention? I send medical Basically you're trying to harm me, you're crazy Musically, I'm blazin'. Physically, I'm gracy Triangle choke ya And what the fuck could have provoked ya? We don't know eachother kid, and I did not insult ya Don't make me feed the fish, feed the trees, or feed the vultures I don't know stones, I throw statues and sculptures I block flows with strikes and strikes with blows I slice flows with my mic (get showns)? I counterattack and turn the tables in an instant Move out of range and step into close distance Resistance, relax with less friction Leverage and technique bring jokes and submissions You got heart, you plan to make it happen But none of my family are chumps or never have been Respect mine, protect myself at all times Build twice next time before you cross the line I guess this is what you call a turn of events And the best offense is a good defense [Chorus] Yo, you wanna hit us? We can hit back If you talk that talk, you got's to live that. (This is self defense) Whenever you front out, you gonna get back. (This is self defense) Self Defense, you wish you never did that. (This is self defense) [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Evidence] Yo, stay ready for the worst Paranoid, straight, smart enemies hit ya where you think you're safe. (Self Defense) I cut my fingerprints with razor blades I'm in the cut, the kind you don't recognize with shades Tattoos, learn two tricks only thing between me and the borders and the straight face Answers to questions, four eye contact this confrontation ain't physical, but still combat Leave ya'self left with options to choose The last line of defense of my crew, (dope rules?) Psychic, precise, right and exact for songs Only time we've been wrong is when we thought we were wrong The science are format's own conclusive, but peace first and war, last. These words are crucial Conflict resolved, but to those that want to brawl: Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional Also, dropping the ball ain't reccommended when life or death decisions are made within seconds Of course we make the right ones, strategically through Self defense, but not by myself. Babu [Chorus] (Scratching 'Self defense is a must' by DJ Babu) |
|||||
|
|
3:16 |
|
||
|
from Dilated Peoples - The Platform (2000)
[Iriscience]
See I think a wack rapper needs to catch service I think a wack DJ needs to be nervous [Iriscience] Yo my DJ's so nice he don't slice he severs (Evidence: Bab's, forgive 'em) {*DJ Babu scratchs "never"*} [Iriscience] See I think a wack rapper needs to catch service I think a wack DJ needs to be nervous [Iriscience] Payin good money, the fans don't deserve this Choppin up your skills, your potential is worthless [Evidence] I go to...any extreme for you to hear it I find my best quotes make bumper stickers with our lyrics Sell my slogan, boom box and spill my toxic vibrations And echos...of metro...stations I've placed in flow enhancements Tomorrow your big parade, tonight we're rain dancin My DJ's on the cut, my DJ made a beat My DJ's name is Babu, don't provoke in self defeat [Iriscience] Yo I remember the days, these cats battled for fame For equipment and paint, for the honor and name But since me and hip hop is just one and the same I be huggin the track (Evidence: But who's conducting the train?) *BABU* His style's serrated to rip wax It's a fact this cat's more felt than slip mats Swinging the axe, choppin down the best acts 1200 Technics, the Shure's and Vestax 05 Pro, world wide then live show Dilated Junkie makes the rookies drive slow The stage prop DJ has run outa luck Super Duper Duck Breaks, no fuckit just (duck?) [Iriscience] See I think a wack rapper needs to catch service I think a wack DJ needs to be nervous [Evidence] Yo my DJ's so nice he don't slice he severs (Evidence: Bab's, forgiv 'em) {*DJ Babu scratchs "never"*} [Iriscience] See I think a wack rapper needs to catch service I think a wack DJ needs to be nervous Payin good money, the fans don't deserve this Choppin up your skills, your potential is worthless {*DJ Babu scratches*} [Iriscience] Babu, drop the obelisk on this {*DJ Babu scratches "checkitout" *} "DJ Babu, Beat Junkies, Dilated Peoples..." (crowd) |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Show Me The Way (Feat. Aloe Blacc) [digital single] (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Show Me The Way (Feat. Aloe Blacc) [digital single] (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Directors Of Photography (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - Show Me The Way (Feat. Aloe Blacc) [digital single] (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Dilated Peoples - B-Sides & Rarities (2011) | |||||
|
