Dilated Peoples - Ear Drums Pop

Defari, Phil Da Agony, Planet Asia, Everlast [Planet Asia] Affiliation like, Dilated Peoples Watch your ear drums pop Watch your ear drums pop, got this rap shit locked Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing changed [Planet Asia] [Planet Asia] The methods of melodic torture, mic mastery I'm locally accepted, worldwide respected So gimmie mines and meet your deathwish Dead at the throat like floatin wit your neck slit Be gone, I'm way beyond My mind shines harder than your necklace I just violate the streets until I Dilate the Peoples Posse cut, kill the track, annihilate the sequel Trigger-happy, anxious to earn a stripe Like it was just put on Initiation means death, burn the mic now meet your escort If the shot's rusted, hot sauce for all you block busters Duck it, you're fuckin wit the spot rushers Bustin wit brand new artillery cocked Straight out the metal shop, to catch you up close, dead on the spot There goes your manhood Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward, easin up ain't in the plans I leave MC's wit no stands Ill conventions so deep in thoughts, the fans labeled it trance Iriscience ya'll [Iriscience] MC Iriscience [Iriscience] Rakaa you don't rhyme fair [Iriscience] [Iriscience] Aiyyo we hit it festivals, and we hit it the nightclubs We hit it like Brad Pitt did it to Fight Club I love it and live it If you want it, then come and get it I'm like Show and AG, or Alomar how I spit it It's the highly-developed, well-equipped intelligent You're a target if you're soft, pastel, or delicate I'm bold cuz everything goes at pro caliber A top competitor, a worldclass traveller Spell-the-name-right.com, check the site Like they could check the date on a dime from satellites I move like Coltrane, pushin a blue tray Rakaa's my name, style Fatal like Hussein Wit Planet Asia, Defari, and Everlast Phil Tha Ag and Ev deliever the weather fast Joey Chavez, and a butcher named Babs Dilated, now take that shit back to the lab Man listen [Defari] From L.A. and it's finest [Iriscience] Defari [Defari] [Defari] They wanna jack who? Step up and I'll dump Invade and face the rage of a twelve gauge pump Yo chump, I'm not that guy, my name's Defari I roll wit the fo' sho' logo, the open eye Dilated, heavy rotated, Golden Stated So many dream of the sound that me and Ev created Everybody wanna be rhymin wit two left feet That's like a cripple man in lane five at the track meet You wishin on a star but you lookin at the sun I be the one who takes it so serious, it's more than fun Pro sport wit a bottle of Crown and quart of Guiness The ink fill up the paper in a matter of minutes Whether from Brooklyn or Venice I travel wit mental fitness Takin out you suckers and you don't know how I did this So quit it, quit wit the nonsense, you harmless Leave the hip hop alone and get your fix from a pharmacy Everlastin fresh [Defari] Whitey Ford brings the devastating mic control [Everlast] [Everlast] I read the New Testament and gave it up for Lent All the places I went just to pay my rent Used to keep me bent, on a ritual daily Cock my hammer, spit a Comet like Haley I'll buck a three-eighty on ones that act +Shady+ I'm original like Grady, check my Sanford, Son You know you ain't the one that rep peckerwood status I'll bust that ass, keep your eyes on the floor What you comin here for, son you know the law Let's take it back to the house, slide off your blouse Lift up your skirt and expose your panties For the world to see, you can't rep it like me I'm Communist, terrorist, vandalist Catalyst, scandalous, masacous, never miss battalist You must be crazy, or just plain dumb You might catch a be