Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Last Line Of Defense, artist - Dilated Peoples.
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Last Line Of Defense |
Feel the pressure… |
Yo you better plan ahead, gather your thoughts |
I’m not gonna be the one wit no chair when the music stops |
The Orange Agent, has just moved to your block |
And gone headhunting, blame Herbie Hancock |
Hard to get at, yo vocally serious |
Never stress myself out, treat songs like interludes |
Drum patterns are primative |
Evidence, the derivitive |
Of what the late '80s and early '90s had to give |
Dilated Peoples, far from tentative |
Caress this microphone, stay home and take your sedative |
Yo I know our Platform is built on strong foundation |
My Last Line of Defense, I keep a ace in the hole |
On patrol, so balanced with no topic |
The Weatherman lands at high noon, ready to drop shit |
Could freestyle better or maybe rap faster |
But soundclash wit us (Don't do that) |
You flirt with disaster |
«Evidence of the war» |
«Don't ever lose sight of this fact» |
The last line of defense |
«Evidence» «When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat» |
(Back up in it) |
The Sagittarius with flows in various |
Types of pipes, and green to keep me hype |
At thirty-thousand feet, yo my heart starts poundin |
So I rarely fly, intentional grounding |
Make my rounds to towns, kill em in order |
I’m equipped to blow shows and turn kids out wit corners |
(With ease) I flow slow like growth on palm trees |
And set trends more than femmes could split ends |
I’m makin power moves |
In fact, as I speak now |
Do my best to re-enforce the motto «Milk the cow» |
Make that dough for too many’s the main concern |
I say make the right music, then your money’s earned |
Share the wealth with Babu and Iriscience |
My death might be a tragedy, my life will be a triumph |
Go focus on the star, the man who won the Heisman |
Trophy would be broken, forget it, credit the linesman |
«Evidence of the war» |
«Don't ever lose sight of this fact» |
The last line of defense |
«When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat» |
The last line of defense |
«Evidence» «Don't ever lose sight of this fact» |
The last line of defense |
«When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat» |
The last line of defense |
Yo critique my mic techniques live, I carthage this |
You didn’t think I had what it takes in my esophagus? |
A cat like you, yo your show sounds hot for real |
Of course it does, standin still |
Yo I dig your little pace, you’re walkin forth at best |
At that rate, on tour dates, I hope you never run outta breath |
I’m Evidence, Mike Peretta, head commander |
Both of my names like Gary Shandling’s Larry Sanders |
When I say now, this will take out in an instant |
Wherever I go, my caravan goes/Gogh's like Vincent |
But Ev at Princeton, they won’t follow good |
So I shock this microphone and split a tree trunk to hollow wood |
The last line of defense, set your prescedence |
Set your standard, make it known you own your throne |
Yo, the last is when you hit em just enough to leave a gash |
In time, the wound will heal, rest assure they’ll make it known |
Who threw the heat and felt the blast |
Who gave the answers and what questions are asked |
Are your favorite artists boring you? |
That shit don’t make sense |
Call Evidence The Last Line Of Defense |
«Evidence of the war» |
«Don't ever lose sight of this fact» |
The last line of defense |
«Evidence» «When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat» |
The last line of defense |
«Evidence of the war» |
«Don't ever lose sight of this fact» |
The last line of defense |
«When it comes to blood and rap, it’s lyrical combat» |
The LAST! |