Clockwork - Dilated Peoples

One-two one-two in the place to be, yes indeed

As we proceed to give you what you need

Always smokin that 'dro weed, we have.

Dilated.

Peoples!

Set to detonate

Uh-huh, sharp

Ha yes y’all

Watch out

What what uh Uh, uh Yeah, it’s goin down

We got tension in suspense, theme in variation

Train robbery panic, description of equation

I’m after the gold, and after that the platinum

You want what you don’t have so far neither one’s happened

But I was told by my peeps play your cards right

Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype

That goes for bad reviews, good reviews (uh-huh)

Any press, the news, I don’t watch the two, I watch for crews

Triple Optic cockpit views

Bird’s eye, catch the rhythm in the words I use

I’ve learned to burn pain for fuel

Everybody plays the fool sometimes, the other side of the game is cruel

I’m back to school, the master rules

Born in the church where the pastor rules (why?)

I embrace the task that give birth to tools

And keep the pressure on that turns earth to jewels

Yeah, Dilated we’re correctly holdin the crown, it’s like THIS

C’mon, yeah

Dilated we’re correctly holdin the crown

On tracks, it’s like boomerang

Sometimes you gotta let shit go to watch it come back

Evidence, presumed innocent

Move in silence, tracks covered, no fingerprints

Most are hit or miss, not what this is Type on tour that might, hit your misses

Pack the bags, load up the pre-vo last year

We hit the road with Rage, Guru and Primo

Cypress, D’Angelo, shit’s Jurassic (hey!)

Kweli and all top notch acts, keep it classic

Bill Graham presents, Live at the Fillmore

And after the encore, they ask for more

Fuck the IRS, I roll with I-R-I-S

'Science the best, so don’t test

Exotic, attack the wack a word of advice

I got it down so cold like ice from Jew Heights

Huh huh, yeah, Dilated we’re correctly holdin the crown

Uhh.

yeah

It’s that shit you pump loud when you roll into town

Check your fusebox, my Cosmic Slop brings cops

Ghetto hip-hop that your city block rocks

Say WHAT?

I bust a U and come back (hey!)

Reach under my seat for that heat that blaze tracks

Face facts, you’re facin poker faced cats

Dilated made our way through the maze, so take that!

For boom bap rap brought some state of the art shit (hey!)

After two L’s, I’m +Cool+ like James Todd Smith

Made ya burn while the, tables turn

I teach but I’m ready willin able to learn

These cats tryin to eat, I’m just tryin to breathe

And tryin to leave a legacy that you couldn’t believe

Live from DND, peace to NY G’s

Rakaa Cy Young on the M-I-C

Babs is clockwork, you could set your wristwatch

And the real backbone of hip-hop is disc jocks

Huh, yeah yeah

No doubt Dilated platform, expansion team!

Uhh uhh, yo, Dilated, no doubt, worldwide connected

Come down Mr. Selector