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Affiliation like, Dilated

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

Planet Asia, a damn thing changed
Changed, changed,

The of melodic torture, mic mastery
I'm locally accepted, worldwide
So gimmie mines and meet your wish
Dead at the throat floatin' with your neck slit
Be gone, I'm way
My mind shines harder your necklace
I just violate the streets until I Dilate the
cut, kill the track, annihilate the sequel

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

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

Iriscience,
MC
Rakaa you don't fair

Aiyyo, we hit it festivals and we hit it the
We hit it Brad Pitt did it to Fight Club
I love it and it, if you want it, then come and get it
I'm like and AG or Alomar, how I spit it
the highly-developed, well-equipped, intelligent
You're a if you're soft, pastel or delicate
I'm bold 'cause goes at pro caliber
A top competitor, a world class

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

Man,
From L.A. and it's

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

You on a star but you lookin' at the sun
I be the one who takes it so serious, more 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 and you don't know how I did this
So quit it, with the nonsense, you harmless
the hip hop alone and get your fix from a pharmacy

Everlastin' fresh
Whitey Ford brings the devastating mic

I the New Testament and gave it up for Lent
All the places I just to pay my rent
Used to keep me on a ritual daily
Cock my hammer, spit a like Haley
I'll buck a three-eighty on that act Shady
I'm original like Grady, my Sanford, Son

You know, you ain't the one that rep pecker wood
I'll bust that ass, keep your eyes on the
What you here for, son, you know the law
Let's take it back to the house, slide off blouse
Lift up skirt and expose your panties
For the world to see, you can't rep it me
I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist,
Scandalous, masacous, miss battalist
You must be crazy or plain dumb
You might catch a beat down, now where I from
It's like

Crescent Heights, get the right
You know my mothafuckin'

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

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

76 bomb lyricist
Evidence got sound mission

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

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

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