- Dilated Peoples Satellite Radio 歌詞
- Dilated Peoples
- {*scratched: 'Im transmittin live, do not attempt to adjust your dial'*} {'Satellite radio'} [Evidence]
**** the minors, this heres 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 (Listen up)
Unheard of in rap,
I arrived on time again
Call me Ev but dont call me after 9
P.M. Wordplay sharp like clippers line my bangs
Wordplay sharp like
Lil Jons 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 (believe that)
Bank accounts, couple cribs , couple whips
The funniest ****, this moneys legit
You bet I bounce, couple kids, couple dips, couple ounce
American supersized in large amounts
Dont look down,
Evidence I rap at you (straight at you)
Paint visuals thats spit-tacular
Catch my frequencies, suckers never play me though
Bendin C.A.,
Im satellite radio {*scratched: 'satellite radio '*} {*scratched: 'Do not attempt to adjust your dial'*} {*scratched: 'Im transmittin live'*} [Rakaa Iriscience]
We lost Shaq to the
Heat like we put a match to it
Debatin if
Kobes righteous or if the cat's
Judas And
Rakaas about action, you can react to it
Droppin science like a bad student (nah) 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 {*scratched: 'satellite radio'*} {*scratched: 'Do not attempt to adjust your dial'*} {*scratched: 'Im transmittin live'*} {*ad lib scratches to fade*}
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