Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rapid Transit, artist - Dilated Peoples.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Rapid Transit |
You fuckin with «The Best Damn Rap Show Period» |
… Go strong 'til I’m delirious |
On the international stage, like people here it is |
(Right here) From L-A-X |
Worldwide direct, all the flights connect |
Got the right to vote, and we’ll elect |
And these labels can’t stand us, but give us these checks (yeah) |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) Move through the city |
Got a crew and tools to use with me Cats got weak shit, come at me with a better line |
I don’t respect rappers, I respect Kevin Federline (ha ha) |
Karma’s good, judge slams the hammer |
Got 16 on deck like Joe Montana |
Blue states, red states, welcome us back |
Every city got a coat rack to hang my hat |
Evidence one person, hold the weight that many bring |
And I stand for something, so I don’t fall for anything (f'real dawg) |
It’s in the air tonight, don’t ask who planned it It’s Dilated («Move through the city like rapid transit») |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) We the rough, tough and dangerous |
The hardest working artist can’t hang with us |
(All a-round-the-world) In 80 days from L.A. |
Tell them have-nots to have it your way, let’s get it! |
(All-the-people-know-now) From N.Y. to P.A. |
A-T-L, D.C. and V.A., c’mon |
(Ev-ery-where we-go) Competition can’t spit |
So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) Hit the marathon runnin |
Got a hundred done, another hundred’s comin (more bars) |
And I got shit to show for it Wear my heart on my sleeve, just got my jacket over it Plus-I-spit-that-hot-shit |
A hundred, ten percent, less is not an option |
I «Work the Angles,"don't hand out the freebies |
So when we in your town, get tickets to see me This-is-Nis-san-truck-hop |
I bombed the RTD driver’s side then hit the bus stop |
Create to devestate, seen from New York |
Hit the Hollywood sign in L.A. |
And it feels like yesterday, that shit amazed me Cheech Wizard kickin the lizard that shit was crazy |
In the grass grazin, now it’s kush y’all |
Packin more bowls than college, football |
… But still lively |
Poker face, playin my cards like Phil Ivey |
Rock the Dilated, rapid fire how I transmit |
Babu («Move through the city like rapid transit») |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) We the rough, tough and dangerous |
The hardest working artist can’t hang with us |
(All a-round-the-world) In 80 days from L.A. |
Tell them have-nots to have it your way, let’s get it! |
(All-the-people-know-now) From Amsterdam to I-ran |
Italy, Germany and Japan, c’mon |
(Ev-ery-where we-go) Competition can’t spit |
So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) We the rough, tough and dangerous |
The hardest working artist can’t hang with us |
(All a-round-the-world) In 80 days from L.A. |
Tell them have-nots to have it your way, let’s get it! |
(All-the-people-know-now) M-I-A to the Bay |
The T-Dot, S.T. |
and U.K., c’mon! |
… Competition can’t spit |
So Dilated run through 'em like rapid transit |
(Ev-ery-where we-go-now) That’s right, everywhere we go it’s all love, |
Dilated Peoples |
Whenever we in Detroit, Hawaii, Texas |
Las Vegas or Phoenix, Minnesota! |
Y’knahmsayin, Connecticut, K.C. |
Definitely St. Louis, Rhode Island |
Philly, New England, Canada |
You know all my Boston cats |
Especially overseas when we go to New Zealand or Switzerland or somethin — |
Croatia |
Rollin up a backwood out in Sweden or Norway, Jamaica |
Ay whattup to all my Spanish cats, y’knahmsayin, Puerto Rico, Mexico |
Phil the Agony be back man |
Dilated Peoples… |