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Dilated Peoples

Genres: Hip-Hop

Another Sound Mission Lyrics - Dilated Peoples

Yo, yo, Joey, I bet you 

Woe, like I get this shit in one take, yeah 

 

When you rhyme all you do is add rock to the block 

When I rhyme, I shine like Ad Rock when it drop 

You go to the store and cop 

'Cause it's time man, you ain't heard shit else this hot 

I came prepared, not scared, can't a damn thing stop me 

 

Next best thing in Philly since Rocky 

L.A.'s first and Cali, they know where I be papi 

Some cop's tryin' to flavor flav clock me 

I got this, lock this in the pocket 

Stick to the script, that's no main topic 

 

Stay on the flip, creatin' my profit 

And Capitol's money is capital, I'm rich off it 

N.Y. diesel steam the room 'til we roll out 

In D.C., 9:30 late show sold out 

All said and done it's been more joy than pain 

 

And all said and done I'd do this shit again 

It's a new day of course, I can handle the fact 

But still can't believe they droppin' sirens on that 

So instead of talk shit, do nothin' and still listen 

I'ma bang out myself, another sound mission 

 

Evidence, got another sound mission 

 

Yeah, started off caffeine, now it's cocaine 

Speed, meth, amphetamine flow all day 

The door's blocked, set up shop, closed session begins 

Don't drop 'til the rhyme's locked in, here we go 

Got Babu and Rakaa in my team approves 

 

You know, ain't no stoppin' him 

We like '88 Rakim, rockin them 

We like 8.8, then after shockin' them 

Steal the show, without a single stolen flow 

I'm O.G. like Ice-T, man slow your roll 

 

Got so many various pros 

Different ones from different area codes 

Right about now, I'm focused on my 3-1-oh's 

And addin' three more oh's to any bill I hold 

And any deal I close like just finished escrow 

 

So now they quick to flock, 'cause they heard I got a home 

But I ain't on star maps, 'cause the cat ain't really blown 

But I'm, next to bat, so get ready for the storm 

Can't beat 'em, join 'em that's a form of submission 

So when I'm spittin', listen up, it's a sound mission 

 

Make some noise, for one of the illest cats 

On the microphone and the production boards, Evidence 

Evidence, got another sound mission 

World Famous Beat Junkies sound 

Evidence, got another sound mission 

Evidence, got another sound mission 

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