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Affiliation like, Dilated

Watch your ear pop, pop, pop
Watch ear drums pop, pop
Got rap shit locked

Planet Asia, a damn thing changed
Changed, changed,

The methods of melodic torture, mic
I'm accepted, worldwide respected
So gimmie mines and meet your death
Dead at the throat like floatin' with your slit
Be gone, I'm way
My mind shines harder than your
I violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples
Posse cut, kill the track, annihilate the

Trigger-happy, to earn to stripe like it was just put on
Initiation means death, burn the mic, now meet your
If the rusted, hot sauce for all you block busters
it, you're fuckin' with the spot rushers
Bustin' with new artillery cocked

Straight out the metal shop to catch you up
Dead on the spot, there goes manhood
Mad Max, Terror Dome for canned goods
Blaze you with the heat, destroy my with the backward
Easin' up ain't in the plans, I leave MCs no stands
I'll conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans it trance

Iriscience,
MC
Rakaa you rhyme fair

Aiyyo, we hit it and we hit it the nightclubs
We hit it like Pitt did it to Fight Club
I love it and live it, if you want it, come and get it
I'm Show and AG or Alomar, how I spit it
It's the highly-developed, well-equipped,
You're a target if you're soft, pastel or
I'm 'cause everything goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world class

Spell-the-name-right.com, check the
Like they could check the date on a dime satellites
I move like Coltrane, the blue tray
Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like
With Planet Asia, Defari and
Phil Tha Ag and Ev deliver the fast
Joey Chavez and a butcher named Babs
Now take that shit to the lab

Man,
From L.A. and it's

They jack who step up and I'll dump
and face the rage of a twelve gauge pump
Yo chump, I'm not guy, my name's Defari
I roll with the fo' sho' logo, the eye
Dilated, heavy rotated, Stated
So dream of the sound that me and Ev created
wanna be rhymin' with two left feet
That's like a cripple man in lane five at the track

You wishin' on a star but you at the sun
I be the one who takes it so serious, it's than fun
Pro sport with a bottle of Crown and of Guiness
The ink up the paper in a matter of minutes
Whether from or Venice, I travel with mental fitness
Takin' out you suckers and you don't how I did this
So it, quit with the nonsense, you harmless
Leave the hip hop alone and get fix from a pharmacy

Everlastin' [Incomprehensible]
Whitey Ford the devastating mic control

I read the New Testament and it up for Lent
All the places I just to pay my rent
Used to keep me bent on a ritual
Cock my hammer, a Comet like Haley
I'll buck a on ones that act Shady
I'm like Grady, check my Sanford, Son

You know, you ain't the one that rep pecker wood
I'll that ass, keep your eyes on the floor
What you here for, son, you know the law
Let's it back to the house, slide off your blouse
Lift up your and expose your panties
For the world to see, you can't rep it me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist,
Scandalous, masacous, never battalist
You must be or just plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I from
It's that

Crescent Heights, get the right
You know my mothafuckin'

Yo, yo, Phil Tha Agony, a superhero miracles
Analyze this like Robert DeNiro your air-tight vacuum lungs
Got your ass [Incomprehensible]
Chewin gum, bitin' your tongue,
What is it that you're needin'?
Is it fresh air to breathin', a bank account so plenty of in
Take into with every situation that you're facin'
the operation

What's the
Who does the label work, who does the work?
Who's the behind the desk, reclinin' the best
Too many fake fraudulent artists,
Gettin' famous-es, tryin' to steal my whole name in
why every move is documented
It's the unprecedented that I invented
R-rated, Tha Agony and Dilated
Crescent Heights, we're your height, violated

76 born bomb
got another sound mission

Yo y'all, my shit is
A clock no hands, a hourglass with no sand
My life been written before anyone cloths or ribbon
I've their path but what I've said just passed
The lab cat's back, that's why I feel like I've chose
To to occasions with hits like Pete Rose

Speak to myself but I say when
No allowed, sketch my letters in pen
ink, unleaded gas tank ready to drink
Open all flows in perfect in sync
chaos, mass confusion
You entered the playoffs, yo, my team's not losin'

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