Dilated Peoples Lyrics

"Reservation for One Lyrics"

Dirty Little Secret Lyrics
Let me know that I've done wrong When I've known this all along Go around a time or two Just to waste my time with you Tell me all that you've thrown away Find out games you don't wanna play You are the only one that needs to know I'll Keep you my dirty little secret (Dirty little secret) Don't tell anyone o

[Evidence]
Yo, accept defeat as I drop after the heat
Don't provoke, come fully equipped
Daggered and Cloak
So what you wanna do?
I came in bumpin Jack of Spades
You came in wit Two of Hearts by Stacey Q?
Femine is your drumtracks, one hat no rise
My DJ's in the shadows, I perform, show my soul side
To the audience, programmed intelligent
Active ingredient, balance, find the medium
It rains, let it hail, don't front my shit is ill
Tomorrow's on your voice mail, digest it like a pill
Lost my jones for cigarettes, my lungs ain't charred
Yo my sentences are full, I average eight words per bar
Babs, forgive em, they know not what they doin
They b

Blood From A Stone Lyrics
Oh, you've been surprised again Pulled like a leaf to the waterfall Everybody's just pretending I thought that you'd learn by now Ooh, think about it one more time What have you got when the god is gone Clouds don't have a silver lining And all you ever get is rain 'Cause you can't get blood from a stone You

uilt for themselves, that's why they places lay in ruins
Yo, isn't it funny how these cats lack the basics?
Like rhymin on time, four four ?the serve's by Asics?

*Cuts by Babu*
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit
And when my pen hits the paper" [Big Daddy Kane]
"Who's the man in the hot seat?" [Grand Puba]
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit"
"I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical" [Kane]
"Ideas start to hit, and when my pen hits the paper"
"Who's the man in the hot seat?"
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit
And when my hit hits the paper"
"Who's the man in the hot seat

See The Little Children Lyrics
See the little children laugh and sing (laugh and sing) Fantasy is such a common thing (common thing) Love is why the flowers grow Of all the red and blue I wish they never had to know Love can hurt them too See the little children laugh and sing (laugh and sing) See the little children running by (running by) Happin

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[Evidence]
Yo this seat's reserved for one
Of course matches my ticket stub
Escorted properly, your game bored/board like Monopoly
My satiety limit is twenty minutes
I blow more trees than Louie Freese, this flow's inifinite
Cadence, pocket, lesson, structure
Been rhymin nine years, my dedication pass peers
Skill level break the beat up, no time for my feet up
No relaxing, I keep it movin like DeNiro in Taxi
Driver, my name's Mike, Ev when I get hyper
Emergency, man down, who shot the sniper?
Yo I seen you in the crowd, arms crossed,
I know you heard of me (Stop frontin)
The show is hot, I get props from the security
Raisin levels of e

Beneath Lyrics
Bewildered by silence Stuck by its questions and lucid ways to make us aware I did not know how cruel that could be That so many cases will never be solved That so many stories will never be told I did not know how cruel that could be Fighting a war that rages inside The world can't see the hate that burns in there H

xpectancy
Yeah your shit is tight, you think it's ABB quality?
I don't think so, aiyyo Ben grab the fish net
Take em to the pier and throw em off at sunset
After the heat

"Aww shit" [Kane] *Cut up by Babu*

"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit
And when the pen hits the paper"
"Who's the man in the hot seat"
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit"
"I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical"
"Ideas start to hit, and when the pen hits the paper"
"Who's the man in the hot seat"
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit
And when the pen hits the paper, aww shit"