Dilated Peoples - Clockwork Lyrics
One-two one-two in the place to be, yes indeedAs we proceed to give you what you needAlways smokin that dro weed, we have.. dilated.. peoples![ev] set to detonate{*scratch: theres just one thing*}[ev] uh-huh, sharp{*scratch: that i, would like to say*}[ev] ha yes yall{*scratch: theres just one thing*}[ev] watch out{*scratch: that i, would like to say*}[ev] what what uh{*scratch: theres just one thing*}[ev] uh, uh{*scratch: that i, would like to say*}[ev] yeah, its goin down{*scratch: theres just one thing*}{*scratch: that i, would like to say*}[evidence]We got tension in suspense, theme in variationTrain robbery panic, description of equationIm after the gold, and after that the platinumYou want what you dont have so far neither ones happenedBut I was told by my peeps play your cards rightSpit hard, never look back, disregard hypeThat goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh)Any press, the news, I dont watch the two, I watch for crews[rakaa iriscience]Triple optic *****pit viewsBirds eye, catch the rhythm in the words I useIve learned to burn pain for fuelEverybody plays the fool sometimes, the other side of the game is cruelIm back to school, the master rulesBorn in the church where the pastor rules (why? )I embrace the task that give birth to toolsAnd keep the pressure on that turns earth to jewels{*scratched: how that sound? *}[rak] yeah, dilated were correctly holdin the crown, its like this{*scratched: how that sound? *}[rak] cmon, yeah[rak] dilated were correctly holdin the crown{*scratched: how that sound? *}[evidence]On tracks, its like boomerangSometimes you gotta let shit go to watch it come back{*babu scratch*} evidence, presumed innocentMove in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprintsMost are hit or miss, not what this isType on tour that might, hit your missesPack the bags, load up the pre-vo last yearWe hit the road with rage, guru and primoCypress, dangelo, shits jurassic (hey!)Kweli and all top notch acts, keep it classicBill graham presents, live at the fillmoreAnd after the encore, they ask for more***** the irs, I roll with i-r-i-sscience the best, so dont testExotic, attack the wack a word of adviceI got it down so cold like ice from jew heights{*scratched: how that sound? *}[rak] huh huh, yeah, dilated were correctly holdin the crown{*scratched: how that sound? *}[rak] uhh.. yeah[rak] its that shit you pump loud when you roll into town{*scratched: how that sound? *}[rakaa iriscience]Check your fusebox, my cosmic slop brings copsGhetto hip-hop that your city block rocksSay what? I bust a u and come back (hey!)Reach under my seat for that heat that blaze tracksFace facts, youre facin poker faced catsDilated made our way through the maze, so take that!For boom bap rap brought some state of the art shit (hey!)After two ls, Im +cool+ like james todd smithMade ya burn while the, tables turnI teach but Im ready willin able to learnThese cats tryin to eat, Im just tryin to breatheAnd tryin to leave a legacy that you couldnt believeLive from dnd, peace to ny gsRakaa cy young on the m-i-cBabs is clockwork, you could set your wristwatchAnd 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 connectedCome down mr. selector
