| The long awaited, most accommodated
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| Could never fade it cuz it’s always hip hop related
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| Wack MC’s please or you’ll get annihilated
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| The LP’s and the Peoples called the Dilated
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| Long Awaited
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| Freeze, this shit is outta control
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| For example, an actor who never snapped out of his role
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| So many try to hold me back, in the end, yo I prevail
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| Watch for subliminals cuz devils in the detail
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| 2020, no doubt will be confusing
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| Catch the story of my life on VH1 Behind The Music
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| (Ladies & Gentlemen), The starting line ups at home
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| We got four emcees and that’s five with DJ Romes
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| B-boy mission in life is to add creativity to the battle scene
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| Got Dilated to detonate mic weapons for mic check fiends
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| Yo, Evidence (What's Up?) What’s that in your hand, is it a guidance
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| Missile?
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| (Yes it is) Call up ya man Rokka tell 'em it’s time to blow da spot up
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| With metaphors, lyrically I slap MC’s up with my ten inch
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| Pull rhymes right out my chest like Popeye does spinach
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| Because my song must stay strong with each bomb that we deploy
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| Destroy fake decoy B-boys for those who can’t avoid
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| Yo if my peeps' are in the trenches then I’m where the battle is
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| Rakaa Iriscience A.K.A. |
| the Catalyst
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| The weight of the world’s on my shoulder like I’m atlas
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| Dealing with the villainous tactics of the facists
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| Real heads gotta rock the Lootpack shit
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| Defiant Dilated, yo I’ll shoot back quick
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| Vocab like refugees but I call it vocap
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| Spit it, ventilate 'em, leave 'em laying on their back
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| It’s mostly snakes handing out contracts
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| Trying to see where I at
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| Innovations on the Dilated, Lootpack format
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| We freak the physics, break emcees on contact
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| Madlib don’t lack, we’ll be waiting for that payback
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| You better get hittin, your soul when I drop my compound on contact
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| All that played out shit will have you knocked out in the first round
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| Cuz too many frauds walking around
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| If you’re not making ends meet than it’s not healthy
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| To be representin' like the wealthy
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| If you’re not knowing that my name is Rokka
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| Dilated platform representin' with the LP
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| Yo, I take control grab the horse by the mane
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| I’m that New York type of driver on this L.A. terrain
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| Make it rain, when it pours we flood, cover your system
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| Intuitive, straight up, avoided you by instinct
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| You could take cover, dodge radar detection
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| But try to dodge weeded out by natural selection
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| It’s finally here, the moment of the long awaited
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| We represent the West, Lootpack and Dilated
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| So, better back up cuz DJ Romes is gonna go off and
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| Bringing his Technics turntable style straight out of his coffin
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| I’ll continue to pull out my menu of styles and bend you
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| In half then laugh on behalf of my whole Lootpack staff
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| Brothers be like «I wanna hear y’all ish», at least you’ve waited
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| First heard it hear, negative criticism is mad appreciated
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| My direction takes course of a fraudulent, fake endorserer
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| Thinking he’s a dope rhyme style enforcerer (to the world of hip hop)
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| If you don’t support, you’re amongst those who’s gonna get dissed
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| And dismissed when we come back with 10 times the force of a
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| Earthquake, we laugh in Cali wild so watch the earth shake
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| From the first take, pop in your box, the Long Await
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| We rollin' like Jugganauts, plug in spots
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| Not talkin' bout runnin' Glocks preparing for incoming stocks
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| Yo it’s the Pack with them Triple Optic kids
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| While we keep this art real, y’all worry bout your pocket lids
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| Hey yo, some are goin' Platinum, skills are still lackin'
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| I meditate and coach, action like Phil Jackson
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| Space invaders faded, undisputed Dilated
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| Highly anticipated, Lootpack the long awaited |