- Votes:
- Composers:
- Christopher E Martin
- Unknown Co-writer
- Shelly Manne
- Kirk Jones
- Tyrone George Taylor
- Freddie Scruggs
- Kendrick J Davis
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- nerd rap
- real hip hop
- underground hip hop
 
- See also:
Dilated Peoples - The Platform lyrics
Dilated, mind created minds
 Every word is heat, feel the impact
 Dilated expand, platform, platform, platform, platform
 Yo it's time to go on a plane or don't
 Either way, the show must go on and that I quote
 A cat like me, never knew how to backtrack
 I open up doors in fact
 I see guys and girls dancin', open up my flows at random
 There's no retreat, hold your beats for ransom
 No means no and that's the answer
 I see in the dark wit my lantern
 Triple optic, iriscience, evidence ready to rock it
 Of course Babu always in pocket
 That's right, example of a show that's tight
 Showin' you corny mothafuckers
 What hip hop's supposed to sound like
 You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
 And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
 You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
 Family is family, world wide connected
 You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
 Step up party people, every word is heat
 You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
 For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back
 Aiyyo Rakaa's my name, stealth like spy planes
 I defy fire armor, hit higher than migraines
 Nobody's sorry on what the state of the art be
 Clear the runway, I spread wings like Paul McCartney
 You're now on static, I leave 'em nervous, in a panic
 I'm automatic, every word is cinematic
 I turn stages to leaders and turn verses to scenes
 And see with your ears, I'm turnin' speakers into screens
 Biatchwic Babu blast wit scratch tactics
 From my block to rap addicts on fanatic
 I gotta hand it to the green-eyed bandit
 Like Bam Rock the planet, dilated expand it
 Dilated Peoples - The Platform - http://motolyrics.com/dilated-peoples/the-platform-lyrics.html
 You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
 Step up party people, every word is heat
 You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
 For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back
 You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
 And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
 You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
 Family is family, world wide connected
 This for the ladies lookin' forward to clubs these days
 And turntablists, radio, and club DJ's
 Rock steady, dilated create to devastate
 Nuttin' to prove but then I never hesitate
 From rob-one, skate, dream and don D
 For all my people put to the test like Gandhi
 The platform, takes respect to perfect the art form
 At times a battleground where rappers get their hearts torn
 Yo our album is nothin' short of incredible
 I'm from a place called you know my name clearly legible
 Too many days gone by when I ain't feelin' shit
 Not just talkin' but doin' it, still revealin' it
 The platform, blow trees like bees swarm
 Definitely different from the norm, you wanna front what?
 Our strategy, mix words wit alchemy
 Evidence, I won't get caught shot on the balcony
 You wanna front what? It's for the heads that know
 And if you don't, check the platform and catch a live show
 You wanna front what? We pro-game selected
 Family is family, world wide connected
 You wanna front what? On beats from the streets
 Step up party people, every word is heat
 You wanna front what? We hit it right and exact
 For my peoples in the middle, in the front, in the back
 Dilated expand
 Dilated expand
 Dilated expand
 Dilated expand
 The platform


















