Lyrics Dilated Peoples

Dilated Peoples

Dilated Junkies

Crop, crop again

You know back on the hip hop's DJ

Lot of people talk with their game with their mouth

Dangerous people to hang with

That's a dangerous man who speak with his hand

Hit the turntable listen

That's a dangerous man who speak with his hand

Dilated junkies make the rookies drive slow

He don't need no introduction, he just bust in

Grab the turntables and then start hugging

DJ's are ducking, tucking their tails running

Well, blending, rocking at twelve hundreds

Or vest tax, one of them fresh cats

The type you definitely wanna bless with rats

So recognize that you met your match

But check out Babu with the cold, cut, scratched

Break it down

Break it down

Break it down

Yo, bring it back Bab's one more time, that's fine

Face off on tracks while you walk the plank

And now drums are come back

With redemption of Shawshank

That's a dangerous man who speak with his hand

Dilated junkie

That's a dangerous man who speak with his hand

Junkie is the keep, junkie is the keeper

The DJ's in effect, keep holding it down

P Junkie sound system just rolled into town

The world USA and CA rock, LA rock

The funky presented J Rocks

Funky present

Funky present

Keep it movin'

And show my cats how it's done

Visionary Redmatic, next up, hit the one

You know the fucking concept

Whenever we step to this set is no contest

Come on, come on, come on

When I do my thing I'd be on some more of shit

To service qua two, Babu with another hit

'Cause if you ain't a beat junkie then you ain't said shit

Like that

This is with an expansion team

Beat junkie sound, sure short production

Live and direct, on the ones and twos

Redmatic, Babu and beat junkie sometimes