| The beginning, yeah
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| You know, it’s never too late to start over
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| Yeah yo yo yo I’m the type to sneak into your dorm and get shit warm
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| I’m the type to spit on microphones and leave em deformed
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| Babu cuts into Alchemist instrumentals
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| Gemini, this Twin Peaks like David Lynch do
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| Or does, bustin off for every place I been though
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| I’m hard to see through like lodges wit no windows
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| Sparks the beginning of the end of the dark
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| See I flood the stage hard, now you swimmin wit sharks
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| Rappers are cocky, but on the low, I know they watch me
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| Cuz weapons in my music like I’m El Mariachi
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| Or Desperado, pushin at full throttle
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| Rock till I’m horse/hoarse like broncos from Colorado
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| «I annihilate your type if you violate»
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| We are the Peoples from the crew they call the Dilated
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| (Iriscience, World Famous Babu)
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| Aiyyo my weed stays fresh in the jar when the lid’s tight
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| Reminiscing on memories from last midnight
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| Time constraints why I hate music biz
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| I counterpunch clocks, pay no attention what time is
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| Chop shit, bend notes, clear no samples
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| Drop my thoughts quick on Sony audio handheld
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| Delve and breaks heat will take it to the streets
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| Whattup to Rhett and Carlos, all peeps at Fat Beats
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| Street sweep, strip the lock after we rock
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| The world is in my hand, but I’m in Pandora’s Box
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| Think the bigger picture is how I write my scripture
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| (An immediate response) Or maybe later it’ll hit ya
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| «I annihilate your type if you violate»
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| I’m Iriscience from the crew they call the Dilated
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| «I annihilate your type if you violate»
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| Evidence, I’m from the crew called Dilated
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| «I annihilate your type if you violate»
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| We are Peoples from the crew they call the Dilated
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| Never test my integrity or doubt I’m learnin lessons
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| I’m the type of person always be the last to leave the session
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| It’s etched in, stone, I’m Mikes/mics wit headphones
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| My mind’s a mini-clock latchin on to tones
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| My demeanor can’t be shattered, I’m followed by the man
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| I follow through a fully-executed blueprint plan
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| I grab a crate for my DJ and work wit a can
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| I rock a break for the people till the girls wanna dance
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| I don’t need jewels to shine, just I bring the flows
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| Besides, I keep losin all my rings at shows
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| The way things are lookin, even heaven is crooked
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| And if your lighter’s missing maybe Evidence took it
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| «This is Ev, leave a message… Have a good day» *Beep*
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| «Have a good day? |
| Yo how many lighters you got in your pocket
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| Right now, man? |
| That shit is wrong, you do this every time»
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| «I annihilate your type if you violate» *Cut and scratched in background*
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| (Iriscience)
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| I annihilate, what if you violate my crew
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| (Dilated yeah yeah that’s us, that’s how we doin it)
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| Iriscience uh, Evidence, DJ Babu, uh Alchemist
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| (We rockin the old world, the new)
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| Everywhere on the map, it’s lookin smaller and smaller |