Expand and dilate, so by the end of the When we put the mic Thinkin' D-Dilated brings heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a mix-ture Some try to do the but they style ain't pure A carbon copy, that's right, Rak, it comes out so Plus far from crisp, so I leave you wit
Yo, to me it don't matter how dope you or look MC's a voice should write a book You me properly, claimin' that shit you didn't, oh really My crew's more than Rocky training in Philly Put your gloves on, to get more than, can't withstand The comp they baffled coffee shops in Amsterdam I got redemption from an honorable mention So my lyrics hug the beat wit the suspension
Don't fear on turns, of floor the corners Yo, that's my drive, got tracks like You pass my gate, a great mistake, you paid the cost You bigger me? You screaming, "Shorty no mas" Yo, some I'm clever think I'm the one who makes too many references to Whether or not I'm feelin' this beyond explain Yo, you set up a outdoors and pray for rain
Attention and gentlemen
and dilate, so by the end of the night When we put the mic Thinkin' D-Dilated Peoples heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a mix-ture Some try to do the same but they ain't pure A carbon copy, that's right ev, it comes out so Plus far from crisp, so I leave you wit
Ai yo, you like who you hang wit And like who you paint wit is merging, no matter who you bank wit Imagery battle hymns, poetry Platform show, by now you know Who don't scheme, but knows lines than Coke fiends Closing dark plates, hot and smoking Sneaky green slow flow, provoking
Leaves mics, turntables and stages Dilated y'all, irisciece y'all, wide Babu revolve while Rakka rocks the Revolution is a to turn, vital to learn time other neighborhoods are liable to burn Toys meet the same fate in range your folks hollering at you 'bout playin' wit flame? Can't be contained, front insane load the track, Irisci, bullet train
Attention and gentlemen
Expand and dilate, so by the end of the we put down the mic Thinkin' D-Dilated Peoples brings guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture Some try to do the same but style ain't pure A copy, that's right Rak, it comes out so sloppy Plus far from crisp, Babs, leave 'em wit