The Release Party

[Intro: Rakaa] Dilated, it’s Dilated forever, don’t get it twisted...Let’s Go! [Scratch Hook] “Your pleasure...Dilated Peoples” “It’s the longest waited, the most anticipated.” “The Release Party!” “It’s L.A’s finest, Dilated Peoples.” “The Release Party!” “Get it right, we ain’t never left We’re still here...you’re rocking with the best.” “The Release Party...Dilated!” [Verse 1: Rakaa] Butterfingers, they’re fumbling, killing us at the cylinder Devilish how they deal, the selfish, the sinister Sniping from the Avalon--you can hold this Heart pumping ice water, they don’t know what cold is This is show biz: more like pimp and ho biz Hit the stroll, get the dough (Act like you know, bitch!) Darkest before the dawn, lights out the darkness The story’s old: ‘The plight of the artist.’ Wipe the sleep from my eyes, I must of dozed off Jump back on my feet (Stretch!) Brush my clothes off Send the invitations out, we celebrating now Contract fulfilled, y’all, Dilated breaking out [Evidence Speaking] A record deal, is just a key to a door, that opens up a lot of bullshit, OK? Right now, live and direct ,with Dilated to the people, direct, with no middleman right here So we are independent and we are off our label And we are celebrating that [Scratch Hook] [Verse 2: Evidence] I went from wrong side of the tracks To encores back to back in two cities Third show tonight, headed for a hat trick on stage This year, there’s no fucking with me Spit witty, Babu, Hit me! The way my crew cuts, it looks like Britney Cut O’s and split the, profit Burn big, my eyes may get misty Release toxins, I get boxed in ‘Dilated’s Dead?’: Not an option Not a small glimpse, or chance or thought in The back of my head, rumors of death, y’all lost it The greatest show on earth And when we in Houston at the dome it’s the greatest show on turf Catch the screening, the old building leanin It’s the tower, when the shit falls I watch it falls [Outro] We are no longer signed to a major record company, OK...(Cheers) No labels, OK. Make some Noise...We are fuckin done! “We are free..we are free...Free at last, Free at last, thank God Almighty we are free at last.” [Rakaa Speaking/Scratch hook] We not changing that shit, man. We ain’t going no where Don’t get it twisted, don’t get it fucked up...Big up my man C-Sick in the place to be Weatherman...Crown of Thorns...Duck Season Three! Still rocking with the best y’all, it’s the release party We celebrating this shit right here...it’s no tears, it’s no tears... [Evidence Speaking] Point the camera at the crowd...check it out! Y’all motherfuckers are on our new DVD, so put your hand up in the air!