Dilated Peoples Alarm Clock Music

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

Dilated Peoples The Last Line Of Defense

“The last line of defense”

[Evidence]

Feel the pressure…

Yo you better plan ahead, gather your thoughts

I’m not gonna be the one wit no chair when the music stops

The Orange Agent, has just moved to your block

And gone headhunting, blame Herbie Hancock

Hard to get at, yo vocally serious

Never stress myself out, treat songs like interludes

Drum patterns are primative

Evidence, the derivitive

Of what the late ’80s and early ’90s had to give

Dilated Peoples, far from tentative

Caress this microphone, stay home and take your sedative

Yo I know our Platform is built on strong foundation

My Last Line of Defense, I keep a ace in the hole

On patrol, so balanced with no topic

The Weatherman lands at high noon, ready to drop shit

Could freestyle better or maybe rap faster

But soundclash wit us (Don’t do that)

You flirt with disaster

[Inspectah Deck] “Evidence of the war”

[Defari] “Don’t ever lose sight of this fact”

The last line of defense

[Defari] “Evidence” “When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat”

(Back up in it)

The Sagittarius with flows in various

Types of pipes, and green to keep me hype

At thirty-thousand feet, yo my heart starts poundin

So I rarely fly, intentional grounding

Make my rounds to towns, kill em in order

I’m equipped to blow shows and turn kids out wit corners

(With ease) I flow slow like growth on palm trees

And set trends more than femmes could split ends

I’m makin power moves

In fact, as I speak now

Do my best to re-enforce the motto “Milk the cow”

Make that dough for too many’s the main concern

I say make the right music, then your money’s earned

Share the wealth with Babu and Iriscience

My death might be a tragedy, my life will be a triumph

Go focus on the star, the man who won the Heisman

Trophy would be broken, forget it, credit the linesman

“Evidence of the war”

“Don’t ever lose sight of this fact”

The last line of defense

“When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat”

The last line of defense

“Evidence” “Don’t ever lose sight of this fact”

The last line of defense

“When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat”

The last line of defense

Yo critique my mic techniques live, I carthage this

You didn’t think I had what it takes in my esophagus?

A cat like you, yo your show sounds hot for real

Of course it does, standin still

Yo I dig your little pace, you’re walkin forth at best

At that rate, on tour dates, I hope you never run outta breath

I’m Evidence, Mike Peretta, head commander

Both of my names like Gary Shandling’s Larry Sanders

When I say now, this will take out in an instant

Wherever I go, my caravan goes/Gogh’s like Vincent

But Ev at Princeton, they won’t follow good

So I shock this microphone and split a tree trunk to hollow wood

The last line of defense, set your prescedence

Set your standard, make it known you own your throne

Yo, the last is when you hit em just enough to leave a gash

In time, the wound will heal, rest assure they’ll make it known

Who threw the heat and felt the blast

Who gave the answers and what questions are asked

Are your favorite artists boring you? That shit don’t make sense

Call Evidence The Last Line Of Defense

“Evidence of the war”

“Don’t ever lose sight of this fact”

The last line of defense

“Evidence” “When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat”

The last line of defense

“Evidence of the war”

“Don’t ever lose sight of this fact”

The last line of defense

“When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat”

The LAST!

Dilated Peoples Neighborhood Watch

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

Dilated Peoples Kindness For Weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take

Dilated, yo, yo

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 livable

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

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take

Oh, yo look out, look out Rak’

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

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take

Ladies and gentlemen

We have a special guest tonight in the house

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

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take

Don’t you take

Don’t you take

Don’t you take

Don’t you take

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take my kindness for weakness

Don’t you take

Dilated Peoples Annihilation

[Malik B] “I annihilate your type if you violate” [x4]

[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

Dilated Peoples Poisonous

You’re like, what’s ya name ma?

Should’ve run from her, the girl’s

(Poisonous)

You made a bad move

She’s from a bad crew, they’re all

(Poisonous)

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

(Poisonous)

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

Some chick in the club you can’t trust

Front like they fans only out for your buck

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 or 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 man’s best friend

You know the type out to do you wrong ‘cuz you don’t spend

Enough time or enough bread

(Poisonous)

It’s the chicks that I let on the bus

I took one in the back, the other stole my stuff

(Damn)

It’s the season of the vict’, that night I got picked

I’m telling you now, they’re dangerous to touch

(Poisonous)

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

She’s poisonous

Can ’cause serious harm

Just one touch

She playin’ with your heart

Like she was in Toys R Us

Ignore your trust

She’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

You thinkin’ it’s love but that’s lust

You feelin’ like she’s a drug with that touch

She breaks hearts ‘cuz her heart got crushed

And loves cash, but she loves credit cards as much

She like the creole, for real, or maybe Puerto Rico

No self-esteem, but fronts the biggest ego

Never knew her father, her mother used to drink though

Her step-father had a peep show through every keyhole

Sweet and wholesome, he stole her innocence

Now he’s up in Folsom, and she’s the venomous

Hates men and dates them to rape them

For payback to pay bills she breaks them

Catch her at the bar, vanilla coke and Stoli’s

Now she throwin’ bait, reelin’ 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 baster, she’s thinking tall paper

She cracked a smile when he told her that he’d call her later

She’s gonna hit the lotto, she wants them all to pay her

Especially all them entertainers and ballplayers

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

She ain’t the one to trust

She’ll treat your heart like Toys R Us

She’s dangerous to touch

Stay away she’s poisonous

(Poisonous)

Poisonous

Poisonous

Poisonous

Dilated Peoples Century Of The Self

[Hook – Catero:]

We the people of the future

Seem to see the evil known

Secret systems, regulations, worldwide pandemonium

[Verse 1 – Rakaa:]

Now I don’t bother with if Jay’s Illuminati or not, but

I know TSA got me throwing the Roc up

Hollywood rules, the illusion is cruel

Bank awards planned and confusions are tooled

In fact, vampire swarms attack us, grappled with corporate Draculas

Tried to consume our worlds, battled Unicron, Galactus

They put the weapons at us and they back aristocrats up

I say it’s big business when they bring the secret frats up

Big pharma, check the rate of disease

Big agra, GMOs and the fate of the bees

Big oil, seven sisters still drill as 4 horsemen

Blocking natural power then raping nature for fortune

It’s unfortunate, century of the self

Creditors loansharking, eager parents empty the shelf

Universal babysits, Jimmy Iovine raised their kids

Then they wonder how and why we’re caught up on this craziness

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – Rakaa:]

It’s a complete disaster, a glass ceiling and a greasy ladder

Hit the leader, strike the shepherd and the sheep’ll scatter

Demons playing God, born again or born in sin

More in danger when they see the clouds with haarp storms begin

Some say it’s fiction, some say Egyptian

Others prayed with strangers and they somehow traded land and culture for religion

Slavery ain’t color, bodies for these private prisons

Military biz is booming, private armies pilot missions

Fisa courts unchecked, watching prism watchers, NDAA

Interpretations, now the system got ya

The net has been bugged, call for the exterminators

Micro drones have been home, Daarpa’s building terminators

Watch out for the shills, traitors cut a deal

Or agents planted, manipulating games from the field

Republicans want the old days, democrats new slaves

Bigger business wants it all and they don’t care who pays

[Hook]

Dilated Peoples Firepower

[Capleton]

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 [Repeat]

[Rakaa]

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

[Rakaa & Capleton]

Too much ratat…/ Keep it pon lock if you’re gonna use one/

(Remember that)/ Ratat…/ Strictly self defense or for

revolution/ (Remember that)

[Chorus (Capleton)]

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

[Capleton]

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

[Rakaa]

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

[Rakaa & Capleton]

Too much ratat…/ Keep it pon lock if you’re gonna use one/

(Remember that)/ Ratat…/ Strictly self defense or for

revolution/ (Remember that)

[Capleton]

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

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Dilated Peoples Hallelujah

[Verse 1: Fashawn]

Ayo, hoes holler hallelujah, how I maneuver

Passenger’s side with Ruger, kinda sewer

My mind is a sewer, infested with garbage

Crime, rhyming and music, disrespecting the market

Like a Mexican martyr, boy, I do it to death

Nothing left with the carcass, squeeze a Tec on the target

Aim the wreck at your artist, flames, a mess on the carpet

Then hit everything except for the daughter

Cat burglar to a merciful murderer

Certainly not with the circus, they trying serve

I’m either too hood for my own good

Or I’m too good for my own hood

Cold is the climate in the hearse

Where they found me in the dirt, too demonic for the church

I body any and everybody until the day they put my body in the earth

This is ghetto gossip while I work

[Verse 2: Rapsody]

Live from Venice, the something menace

Put me in the Guinness for raising hell up for all the sinners

High as tinters, violinists, I string them all along

Tied to the flow like water skis in the red ocean

Hang like an apostrophe, any MC no Qu’ran

I prayed to the God, then prayed on their bodies all at once

Sun setting, never regretting the day’s events are gone

Forgive me for my sins, with everything that I [?]

Sweaty, sick as spaghetti, my noodle machete sharp

To niggas that wanna spark, I pray for you, hallelujah

Quick as a cougar when I maneuver

You spit maneuver, eating Peruvian in my rishwa pen

Pretty Julia Robinson, I’m a woman robbing you

Of your coolness, part of the reach like the stewardess

Underground like the sewage is, who fucking with the kid?

Did this show evidence?

International, such an animal, yeah I really been

Killing on the daily, you niggas crazy and asterisk

Star, follow me you could probably find the main jar

I been major, it’s Rapsody, boy

[Verse 3: Rakaa]

I don’t trust the score, I’ve been baffled by judges’ cards before

Never leave it in their hands, that’s the art of war

I learned the proper punching power started from the floor

Ground up, renovate, a wall is just another door

Resurrected like the phoenix, blazing every stage

Spread my wings and fly, but gravity’s a heavy cage

Hellfire and heaven’s rage on every page

Revelation propaganda, maybe it’s the seven plagues

Aiming at the tower, same commercial, different station

They stuck on training wheels and tracing paper, vapor chasing

I’m half amazing, a quarter sinner, a quarter savior

Fascinated, Rakaa seen the wretched paint the righteous painting

My travel agent’s favorite, preacher’s son, no sign of fading

The lights weaponized, fireworks at night displaying

The blazing arrows fly, a thousand points of light just raining

Careful when you’re in the quarters, chariots are hydroplaning

[Verse 4: Domo Genesis]

Fucker, we from the hundreds now

Kill a fuck assumption, we bucking off or we ducking down

Couple blocks away from the form, check how we run this town

You fuckers get this work in this bun, check my circumference now

Circle wasn’t set stretching, yoga flame

Hottest rapper in the streets and they don’t even know his name

Kept the dope, boy, and I ain’t even need a golden chain

I’m focused, man, you shooting like a rookie that don’t know his range

Smoking, watch me go insane, opus and the novacaine

Shit was once an open game, we got it by a rope and chain

Losing all control of wild paintings in my broken brain

I don’t think you get it, scrap me down for anything you niggas sending at me

Young niggas flexing, mean mugs but trigger happy

I’m getting high, I don’t ever let a minute pass me

I’m feeling famished, bitch, I’m sick of fasting

About that action, we can get it cracking

Never find shit to match

[Verse 5: Evidence]

I caught a body, they called it a verse

Called the cops, I caught the life, they calling a hearse

Pain is easy in reverse, I think pleasure hurts

The first rule is win, the second’s don’t forget the first

I think the worst now behind us

Hello first-timers, it’s welcome to one-liners

Question anything against the center of alignment

This rock ain’t a diamond until it’s polished up and shining

Decide to ride the retro minutes to the summit’s peak

Others fall trying to climb it because their stomach weak

When we climbing in the summer heat

They throwing shade against the team when the others meet

Despite the [?]

After this drops, nothing’s best kept but nothing’s secret

If nothing’s nothing, then what the fuck is getting even?

Just an odd man out, another duck in season

What’s yours is yours, what’s mines is mines

It seems as simple as it simply rhymes

I keep the simpleton spit in all the sympathy lines

I mean it’s Craig G rap came on symphony shines

[Verse 6: Vinnie Paz]

Slay the Nazarene, you just fire water, I’m gasoline

It ain’t A day in Philly if I don’t pass a fiend

It’s blood everywhere, similar assassins seem

Purify the water, correlate the tour to a maccabee

You think that you could box a Vinnie? Dummy, that’s obscene

The nine milli, silly, dummy, but the mac is mean

The downstairs wild pretty, but the attic clean

You have unbearable lightness and just a lack of being

You ain’t built to shoot the fire with me, that’s the thing

I’m only after one thing, money, that’s the rings

I’m only after one head, money, that’s the king’s

A rack on a bigger rack and so he have to sing

I got an Ingraham Mac Eleven and it has a beam

And that’s a beautiful love there, it has a gleam

You wasn’t in a platoon, cousin, cause that was Shane

Old school, still loaded the guns with Vaseline

[Verse 7: Action Bronson]

Selling the J dirty boogie, gray hoodie, hit the dougie

Pinky rings on racks of chicken nuggets

Shit’s like shooting fish in a bucket, damn the hummus

I’m in Japan for the summer, land the plane

Or Jamaica, black rain in the forecast

Four-four class, open a stolen Accord door and haul ass

Body disposed by Albanian doorman for four grand, aw man

I throw the lamb in the ground and leave it overnight

You ain’t ever seen this in your life

You ain’t used to being where I been to, Curly and my men do

You ain’t been through shit I been through

This is limited edition, 666 driven

Tryna keep from out of prison

So I lay low, throwing dice, tomato sauce for the boss

Place the crib over the cross, it’s us