Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guaranteed, artist - Dilated Peoples. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Guaranteed |
| Ah HEY, all-- |
| Attention, ladies and gentlemen *cut and scratched* |
| (Iriscience) |
| Expand and Dilate, so by the end of the night |
| When we put down the mic |
| Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat |
| That’s guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture |
| Some try to do the same but they style ain’t pure |
| (A carbon copy) That’s right Rak it comes out so sloppy |
| (Plus for from crisp) So I leave you wit this |
| Yo to me it don’t matter how dope you write or look |
| MC’s without a voice should write a book |
| You heard me properly, claimin that shit you didn’t, oh really? |
| My crew’s more dedicated than Rocky training in Philly |
| Put your gloves on, about to get more than can withstand |
| The comp they left baffled coffee shops in Amsterdam |
| I never got redemption from an honorable mention |
| So my lyrics hug the beat wit the tightest suspension (watch out) |
| Don’t fear on turns, of course floor the corners |
| Yo, that’s my drive, got tracks like beehives |
| You can’t pass my gate, a great mistake, you paid the cost |
| You bigger than me? |
| You screaming Shorty No Mas |
| Yo, some think I’m clever |
| Others think I’m the one who makes too many references to weather/whether… |
| Or not I’m feelin this beyond words explain |
| Yo you set up a battle outdoors and pray for rain |
| Attention ladies and gentlemen *cut and scratched* |
| (Iriscience) |
| Expand and Dilate, so by the end of the night |
| When we put down the mic |
| Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat |
| That’s guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture |
| Some try to do the same but they style ain’t pure |
| A carbon copy (That's right Ev, it comes out so sloppy) |
| Plus far from crisp (So I leave you wit this) |
| Aiyyo you speak like who you hang wit |
| And piece like who you paint wit |
| Everything is merging, no matter who you bank wit |
| Imagery battle hymns, political poetry |
| Platform show, by now maybe you know |
| Who don’t scheme, but knows more lines than coke fiends |
| Closing dark plates, it’s hot and smoking |
| Sneaky green slow flow, thought provoking |
| Leaves mics, turntables and stages broken |
| Dilated y’all, Irisciece y’all wide awake |
| Babu revolve while Rakka rocks the break |
| Revolution is a cycle to turn, vital to learn |
| Next time other neighborhoods are liable to burn |
| Toys meet the same fate steppin in range |
| Ain’t your folks hollering at you 'bout playin wit flame? |
| Can’t be contained, front row’s insane |
| Alchemist load the track, Irisci bullet train |
| Attention ladies and gentlemen |
| (Iriscience) |
| Expand and Dilate, so at the end of the night |
| When we put down the mic |
| Thinkin D-Dilated Peoples brings heat |
| That’s guaranteed heat for sure, a pure mix-ture |
| Some try to do the same but they style ain’t pure |
| (A carbon copy) That’s right Rak it comes out so sloppy |
| Plus far from crisp (Babs leave em wit this) |
| Can we do it again 2x |
| My goodness Ladies and gentlemen |
| Babu’s on one’s and two’s |
| HEY |