DILATED PEOPLES

DILATED PEOPLES - Okay lyrics

(feat. Defari)

[Dj Babu scratches "say what" while Rakka Irisciense

and Evidence say this intro:]

Ah... uh,

(Yeah), It's goin' down, yeah, yeah

Dilated, "Neighborhood Watch", what up

Everybody, BABU! it's Babu, yeah, yeah, yeah

OKAYPLAYER, of course

[Rakaa Iriscience]

Log on if you got the raw bites and ram

I'm louder than a bomb, here to fight the man

Like Public Enemy, here to shed light that tans

Darkness (darkness everyone), darkness hides the scams

While you're in the crowd tryin' ta fight with fans

Fuck around and get beat up wit'cha your mic stand

Expansion team's like the last samurai clan [sword slicing]

slashing by air, by sea, and by land (OH)

Sentinels attack and I fight the program

Like David and Goliath, they gave us no chance (nope)

Calculate data, spit romance

and rock mics, Babu's nice with both hands

Battled(?) worldwide and coast-to-coast fam (yep)

Rakaa broadcastin' live from Los Angelos

In my own way I'm a bit of an evangelist

slash California Cannabis Cup champion

Okayplayer bang bang with aim

And put it on the line for real to get fame

In real time you feel the shit change

Your butterknife, I open you up like switchblades

We're still here but others a switch games

We still ride while others a switch lanes

We're swingin' into smacks grown men like Rick James

to kids hidin' behind internet nicknames (woo)

[Chorus x2: Defari singing with Rakka ad-libing]

You tight, we tight, it's okay

You nice, we nice, it's okay [Rakaa:] (player)

You play, we play it's okay

All day, everyday, it's okay [x2]

[Evidence]

Yo international cat, just got my passport back

Flyin' DC Tens born December tenth,

To those who passed, still remember them (rest in peace)

To those who talked trash, still remember them (eat a dick)

Got lady friends, each one gets my time,

It's always "me and her' instead of "her and I",

So selfish I gotta change my act,

I say "tomorrow" then push the appointment back (oops)

Some say the workin' man's a sucker,

Don't know if I agree but ain't tryin' to be a trucker

Be yourself I suggest

these kids droppin' out of college think they're Kanye West [laughing]

This year I'm the hitman but not for hire (nope)

Bush is the prez but I voted for Dave Meyers (yeah)

My crew's established, hate or love us it's only a

Grammy I give a fuck about, or my parent's mothers

Everyday used to steal paint from errand brothers,

tag my way home I live with they film colors (spraying sounds)

Hodgers and Pac-Men, all police captains

stay the fuck outta Dodge, avoid harassment

I'm talkin' to you, that's who I'm lookin' towards

Everytime I hit'cha, put my cap forward

Keep my caps unlocked when I check the board

Okayplayer with Dilated, rest assured.

[Chorus x4]

(DJ Babu scratches "Say What?")

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