Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Downtown, artist - Dilated Peoples.
Date of issue: 03.01.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Downtown |
Yeah, live and direct |
Platform presents Iriscience, Iriscience |
M-Boogie and the turntablist, Babu |
Uh, yo Babu |
Platform, Platform, Platform, Platform, Platform yo yo |
Aiyyo I tell and evacuate but it might be too late |
Since I’m feelin this break then I’m sealin your fate |
Your a puddle, I’m a great lake fillin the place |
From Cali the quake state, shit is real in L. A |
These days, a fine line between performer and fan |
On air, sea, or land, Dilated expand |
Rapid candid, move through the city like rapid transit |
Rakaa Iriscience, rapid fire how I transmit |
Voltage to blow shit, pyrotechnics to roast shit |
My ferocious stage shows explosive promote shit |
Countdown to countact, man to man combat |
Leave the mic at the DJ booth like «Who want that?» |
Look before you leap, you creep or you speak |
Every word is heat, either you duck or you leak |
Battleflows wit pros, for gold that’s cold-flooded |
Gemini warm-hearted, but live I’m cold-blooded |
You on deadly ground when |
You look around and |
You recognize you fuckin wit that Platform sound |
Ain’t nuttin sad as a clown wit a frown |
I started countdown, now you on deadly ground |
Uh uh you on deadly ground ** |
Uh uh, you on deadly ground ** |
I started countdown now you on deadly ground |
Revolution might be televised,? |
or live |
The mind creative minds, the biggest of all time |
Even when you stare where they land or what’s command of planet |
You lookin down the barrel of a wave-motion cannon |
Sick sour even sweet sixteen seems |
Bullets get in between the cake and the ice cream |
I hear a high scream and bodies will dive in |
Brothas killin, brothas dyin, and mothers are cryin |
Got a right to be hostile, my peoples misguided |
Combine it wit the elements from drugs and the violence |
Phenotypes and some are genotypes plus environment |
Ninety-two? |
wild and firin at the fire |
Stay alive ya’ll, feed off the hyheenas that grin |
In the sky ya’ll, buzzards try to eat off your skin |
About these green men, let’s make em come clean |
Strip the shell, inject the circuitry of what’s been seen |
You on deadly ground when |
You look around and |
Angry little molehills become mountains |
And quiet water, the batte find’s a subtle sound |
You wished the countdown now we on deadly ground |
Uh uh now we on deadly ground |
You missed the countdown now you on deadly ground |
«Gonna rock the place» *Cut by Babs until end* |
Blackberry, M-Boogie |
Yo, Iriscience, Babu, Dilated wild styles |
Evidence, where you at? |
Yo Dilated in effect |