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"You've done nothing" 2x
(Uh-huh, yeah, the Platform sound) "Dilated" "Mind created minds" (We takin this worldwide) "Every word is heat" "Dilated expand" "That Platform sound" [Iriscience] Aiyyo The Platform, watch the stormtroopers swarm The Death Star's more than the devilish dawn It's where Evil and The Force manifest their form It's no good without bad and no night without morn It's relativity, balance, stability It's creativity, talents, ability Rakka shift the modes of the wizard and the warrior Hip hop-up and move to strike like a lawyer Quick to be like "Fuck a rapper after what I'm after" Friendly how you front, but behind me talkin backwards Basically I'm down to build but stay ready for battle Plus most of you ? oh, I mean cattle The catalyst, never rock the mic in vain Energy ain't created or destroyed, it's changed The Dilated Peoples hit you wit the Big Bang And theories that the Red Shift couldn't explain Platform "You wanna front war" "You've done nothing" [Chorus] 2x Aiyyo The Platform, takes respect to perfect the artform At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn "You wanna front war" "You've done nothing" [Evidence] Cuz when I step off, then step back on Son you'll never catch me preach-ing what I'm not practic-ing Word War II, Platform the illest flows I know my hunger's real, I still get nauseous at shows My motto, I didn't write but this I quote: "It ain't where you put your words, it's where you don't" End quote, and wit this in mind Yo I bring flows more rare than black quarterbacks I never got sacked, or pushed ten yards back We could go rhyme for rhyme, line for line or track for track And after that, the crowd'll react To the future we are the magnetic attract Two-thousand twenty, confusin no doubt I catch the story of your life on VH1 Where Are They Now? And as for mine, I'll be sixty in my prime Still science and theories, and droppin rhymes on time Platform "You wanna front war" Chorus 2x [Iriscience] Aiyyo I seen apathy, met love and know hate I'm heavy on the mic, can you handle the weight? Either you learn to adapt or you're sealin your fate Only brave when you get more dusted than home plate Rockin D&D wit the Alchemist and Babs And after the lab, we send Ev to catch the cab Platform troop, make moves and stay true Rock Steady-Zulu creates a devastate crew [Evidence] Yo I Platform my strategy, mix words wit alchemy Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony Between you and I, I'll tell you, here's the diff Gun to your head, your dead, pointblank, I shapeshift That's right, study Chemistry like Al Life, use your potential or Steve Howe I'm about to call it quits, like too much weight'll break your rack mount The man'll make you move yo, so make your move a backout "You wanna front war" Chorus 2x "Every word is lethal" "Dilated expand" "That Platform sound" "You've done nothing" "That Platform sound" |
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"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" |
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| 4. |
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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" |
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[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" |
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| 2:34 |
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[Evidence] (Defari)
Uh-hum (Ah yeah) (Killin niggas, what) Dilated, we rock, c'mon "Hurry hurry and step right up" [Erick Sermon] "Hurry hurry and step right up" "And I'ma tear shit up" [Rakim] [Defari] The greatest show on earth... [Evidence] You better step up, you lookin kinda lost Claimin two ghetto streets that don't even cross If you didn't know, I'm a true arti-st Who drops gems like on the run from police Alias Evidence, intensified when live I understand pace, I understand strive The only thing worse than lose your title, have it stolen I treat beats like video games that I'm controllin My knots get blown at vinyl spots Wise investment, create tracks that triple my stacks Most kids got wack songs but hi-tech videos (Fresh!) They know that ain't right, that's why the screens turn left Flow goes backward please, Evidence here to seize All assets, bout to bounce from BMI to ASCAP And ask them cats if them checks ain't paid Fuck the rain, Evidence I spray Raid on your parade [Chorus] "Hurry hurry and step right up" "And I'ma tear shit up" "Hurry hurry and step right up" The greatest show on earth is Evidence "Hurry hurry and step right up" "And I'ma tear shit up" "Hurry hurry and step right up" The greatest show on earth is Evidence [Evidence] Ev's solution will mold to different forms I be a double-edged sword, I be thorns Or I transform to horns on the cattlefield I'm always open like Norm's, equipped wit battle skills Two times I mold to the shape of a pentagon Dilated times five is ill, ring the intercom Evidence or Iristyle, got your file, run Global detonation is my shape of drums Under the sun nothin changes Dedicated beats and lyric pages Dilated Peoples, all ages Suckas dressin flashy, thinkin then can you defeat us Nah, take em out, wash your Nike wit Adidas "Hurry hurry and step right up" We got Defari in the house "No doubt" [KRS-One] My mind is like an icon, focusin on shows that I've wrecked My fast shudder speeds will freeze the movin objects Chorus *change last line to "Pull up a chair" "Word up"* |
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| 3:16 |
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[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) |
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| 4:09 |
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(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) |
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| 3:11 |
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Aiyyo Ev, whattup Rak?
There's a lot of cats didn't see this one comin' Lotta cats not gon' understand Never saw the path that we walked You run that joint you did on the radio that night Let people know, do this one for the interviews Do it for the people, years in the making Yo, my first verse, from '90 to '94 Mostly peepin' cats' styles out and hittin' the floor A little bit, in '91 that's when we got down Different sides of town, on the bus I made rounds I was involved in graffiti heavily My people were Self, Tau and Freck RIP At night I heard beats next door by QD III Inspiration, destiny, Ev producer MC Now at this point, my face wasn't known and unfamiliar And when you look how I do, most cats won't say they feel ya So I was mostly, humbled by rejection But in my heart, I knew my shit would always pass inspection Correction, travel east and hit the inner section Hip hop shop to rock, blow the spot wit Hex and Pen One Also Iristyle, a cat who worked there I said, "I wanna bust first" he said "It's all fair" I went, he went, you can't beat 'em, join 'em I said, "As a team in the game, we'll leave 'em maimed" He agreed, so we did till '94 Till we had to change our name from the one we had before Now at this point, we were five years in the making Previously vain, graffiti oriented, breakin' From cops to shop owners, rack and paint, stealin' sketch books Mad vinyl, designs in corridors Then it was mics, mixers, tracks, and greenbacks Kingston, 12 gear and equipment on racks Imagery battle hymns, whattup to Kendall, Swift, and Redman Everyone who helped bounce checks, but not my plan Business and friends, this was my first introduction How foul it is when it comes to this biz Of music, 1995 was mad confusin' '6 it cleared up, independent geared up Peace to Ben, 'Fari, and Alchemist Third Degree type heat, brought on Babu to complete the list Dis the doors, more red but on tours The territories come, blunts burn our damn floors Since '98, shit's been lookin' more bright Work The Angles round the globe from main events at night '99 approach millennium, The Platform will drop Evidence, Iriscience, Babu, the world gets shocked! Haha! Yeah! We sendin' this out to every obstacle that made us stronger That's right uh-huh Sendin' this out to the poison that made the antidote Dilated Wild Style, Evidence, that's all you need to know Years in the making, What's goin' on, ten years in the making Years in the making, how many? Ten Almost, ten years in the making Shit, it's overnight right? Not really, we'll see With your permission of course We can keep this thing moving alright |
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"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 |
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| 2:52 |
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[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 |
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| 4:42 |
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"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 "Evidence of the war" [Inspectah Deck] "Don't ever lose sight of this fact" [Defari] The last line of defense "Evidence" "When it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat" [Defari] (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! |
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| 4:14 |
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Put out one of my eyes and I still got two
Put out the second one and I can still see you I affect your chemistry and macro molecules Cells, and groups of cells called tissues Organs, organ systems, organism Population, communities, eco-systems Forks in the road in the valley of decision Prophets and charlatans both speak visions So this descendant of African survivors So-called Indian tribes and the Korean war-child Birth name rocka peeps named me Iristyle Or Iriscience possesor of the secret file A student on these L.A. blocks Ever since I first saw the train and ran from ?? A tripl optomotrist mental megalolopolis We never fall tho, turntables might wobble, Babu Drop the obelisk on this, guaranteed hot shit, triple optics Put out one of my eyes and I still got two Put out the second one and I can still see you, triple optics (x2) I say make moves, or watch your paper trail And right before the...absorb the vapor trail On my mark engage in sub-conscious Better than the many successfull club launches You blast, I blast, and then what? Ends in automatics if we don't blast fast enough For use of ferrians tearin up various areas I rock slow but crack them sound barriers Its IriStealth, the inteligence played Invisible to radar, from the clouds I make it rain Swoop down survey if they Chase like Charlie Back up, I syncranise three eyes like Bob Marley And see triple optic, tho you use therm-optics To camouflauge yourself with elements and objects I rock projects yall the township youth I make the people listen, boogie down, and move Put out one of my eyes and I still got two Put out the second one and I can still see you, triple optics (x2) Well, I study, stock pile, and buil(d) for a while The colorful bomber creates a devastate style We redefine the state of the art as we go And bust ends egos and super egos I grab you with my talons and fly you to the mountains Where you can meditate on it a harmony inbalance In audio, video, spiritual wars I move like the spook who sat by the door Put out one of my eyes and I still got two Put out the second one and I can still see you, triple optics (x2) |
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"Ay yes y'all"
[Iriscience] The only thing constant is change with that....its the shape of things to come Yo I'm the open-est emotions I'm a river in straight A crystal clean lake Yo the essence of skin The form of a luminescent bright light flourescent [Aceyalone]You got light? [Iriscience] Don't wait 'till it's dark to ask questions I been sparking in sections And blessing mics with my prescence Since many were pre-pubescent Puberty adolescent Perhaps you need a lesson in Addressing with respect an' Too many feel inadequate without their little weapon [Aceyalone] It's like I got the whole world against me Need to get intensely A head full of headaches And a hand full of sissies Them so flimsy so why there one MC There wasn't one before hasn't one since me A gangster of love I come from up above I give the mic a tug I give the world a hug I give skies a kiss I give suckers a kiss Some people like my old styles better than this but [Iriscience] Yo I'm Spacey like Kevin And some do knowledge of seven Praise Jesus and Jah Buddah Allah or just Heaven [Aceyalone] Yeah and some like it moderate Some like a lot of it Whichevery way I go we got something To get you move up out of it [Iriscience] Some will be statistics Some will be reverends Dimes become pennies like dimes become eleven [Aceyalone] To some we kind of thought of it As teaching the dumb Ace-One and Dilated The shape of things to come [Chorus][Iriscience] I catch rec and Tangle in circles with squares Triangles to test if indeed you're prepared This is the shape of things to come This is the shape of things to come [Chorus][Evidence] [Aceyalone] I wax 'em I tax 'em Here's Iriscience - ask him From Arkansas to Aspen The futuristic jazzmen I'm telepathic Moving through hella traffic I know my demographics See how this was crafted and drafted There's precision in the incision I'm not christian or Catholic or any other religion I'm just man With a steel in his hand I shoot the gift from blessed to spark where it land [Iriscience] And it landed in the sand Where the pyramids blaze And this is how the dictionary defines such a place A polyhedron with a polygonal base Median and common vertex Triangular face Who came in the home and Ripped the cats stole Stripped the limestone To line they fine home I cram to understand Their dirty deeds in song While we bringing you the shape of things to come [Chorus][Aceyalone] [Chorus][Evidence] [Iriscience] Aiyyo I center punch punchlines Shine when it's crunchtime I back to beatbox, rap battles at lunchtime I sketch a piece and fill it in with design Ooh no, Aceyalone Raw bright like sunshine Platform squad standing on the brink Yo I touch the world Got three but two blink Rakaa aka Iriscience lenscrafters And blend with hash the self defense master [Aceyalone] Yeah its too bad we control fire, wind I know that you bad you batted a thousands I remember who's the baddest with the apparatus tell me again Take ahold of your heart without penetrating the skin See I didn't invent it I just perfected it I never intended to really connect with it But once I got in it I redirected it Now I change the world and get respect with it and a check with it It ain't nothin' new under the sun Fool I ain't afraid of the size of your gun The flesh is weak plus they speak foul tongue Take the breath from their lungs as they swung And they hung and they sunk [Chorus][Iriscience, Aceyalone and Evidence] Babu scratches "Ay yes y'all" Y'all ready to bounce for us? It's that shit It's that LA shit |
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| 4:01 |
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{*DJ Revolution scratches "Dilated Peoples"*}
[Chorus: Dilated Peoples] I work the angles sharp and precise Dilated Peoples so you better build twice {*"Act like ya know, not now but right now"*} {*"Dilated Peoples.."*} "The name is Iriscience" [Iriscience] I go through rivers (what?) so I don't leave a scent I travel both directions but leave one set of prints It's just a little trick, of the indigenous Developing inner visions of what religion is I caught the understanding and the underhanded I plan to build my ship and man it to another planet Under heavy surveillance, many different agents Some are camouflage, others are very blatant I study weapon systems and vocal fighting forms I'm many moves ahead, the thouhgts are highly formed Like time times time times time is time squared Went there, sayin "Rakaa you don't rhyme fair" But I never dummy lyrics and they kick it to my people It's about communication not a rappers ego Messages I sneak in they seem to seep in Mixed with alcohol and weed on the weekend Shared among friends like various sins One day it clicks it's no longer dim Time release capsules humble the headstrong Your thoughts of takin me head on are dead wrong [Chorus] [Evidence] {*"Evidence"*} It's the master of Aikido I let go, karate confrontations Evidence scientist in innovation I locks on when I travels around planets Smooth but got a rough edge like Wulitzer pianists Display mucho attack, receive payments for the cadence A in this, you get fit fowl with flagrance Free agents on the dotted line more hard to sign Not easily impressed with gold mines and whole nines I'm somewhere in-between never rushed and in a hurry And when I swing my bat I don't think I'll miss like baseball Fury the jury's hung, from verdict and got no chance Dilated comes first the rest are second like Stu Lance Oh yes it get better everyday The A-1, is my mind on vintage display? Unattended in this case (The Ace two steps ahead) Everyday is Mayday and best friends are Feds But I know this that's why they closest In a crisis situation you negotiate first I'm perfectly focused Strategic and in a zone It was radar detected but my speed was unknown Anonymity, that's my key to survival Ev is not for Evidence it's for all the dense on trial Just remember in this game it take two to tango Don't go to them let them come to you And work the angles [Chorus] |
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| 5:05 |
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(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) |
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| 3:23 |
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"You've done nothing" 2x
(Uh-huh, yeah, the Platform sound) "Dilated" "Mind created minds" (We takin this worldwide) "Every word is heat" "Dilated expand" "That Platform sound" [Iriscience] Aiyyo The Platform, watch the stormtroopers swarm The Death Star's more than the devilish dawn It's where Evil and The Force manifest their form It's no good without bad and no night without morn It's relativity, balance, stability It's creativity, talents, ability Rakka shift the modes of the wizard and the warrior Hip hop-up and move to strike like a lawyer Quick to be like "Fuck a rapper after what I'm after" Friendly how you front, but behind me talkin backwards Basically I'm down to build but stay ready for battle Plus most of you ? oh, I mean cattle The catalyst, never rock the mic in vain Energy ain't created or destroyed, it's changed The Dilated Peoples hit you wit the Big Bang And theories that the Red Shift couldn't explain Platform "You wanna front war" "You've done nothing" [Chorus] 2x Aiyyo The Platform, takes respect to perfect the artform At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn "You wanna front war" "You've done nothing" [Evidence] Cuz when I step off, then step back on Son you'll never catch me preach-ing what I'm not practic-ing Word War II, Platform the illest flows I know my hunger's real, I still get nauseous at shows My motto, I didn't write but this I quote: "It ain't where you put your words, it's where you don't" End quote, and wit this in mind Yo I bring flows more rare than black quarterbacks I never got sacked, or pushed ten yards back We could go rhyme for rhyme, line for line or track for track And after that, the crowd'll react To the future we are the magnetic attract Two-thousand twenty, confusin no doubt I catch the story of your life on VH1 Where Are They Now? And as for mine, I'll be sixty in my prime Still science and theories, and droppin rhymes on time Platform "You wanna front war" Chorus 2x [Iriscience] Aiyyo I seen apathy, met love and know hate I'm heavy on the mic, can you handle the weight? Either you learn to adapt or you're sealin your fate Only brave when you get more dusted than home plate Rockin D&D wit the Alchemist and Babs And after the lab, we send Ev to catch the cab Platform troop, make moves and stay true Rock Steady-Zulu creates a devastate crew [Evidence] Yo I Platform my strategy, mix words wit alchemy Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony Between you and I, I'll tell you, here's the diff Gun to your head, your dead, pointblank, I shapeshift That's right, study Chemistry like Al Life, use your potential or Steve Howe I'm about to call it quits, like too much weight'll break your rack mount The man'll make you move yo, so make your move a backout "You wanna front war" Chorus 2x "Every word is lethal" "Dilated expand" "That Platform sound" "You've done nothing" "That Platform sound" |
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