Busta Rhymes, Phonte - Dillagence lyrics
[Busta Rhymes, Phonte - Dillagence lyrics]
Yeah!
We gon' straight into something real, real
Real dynamic for hip-hop
Two thousand and eight shit
In the name of the late
Great James Yancey AKA J Dilla
Dillagence! (Commissioner)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
Ayo, ayo, ayo, trust
You see, the love is so genuine
Mr james Yancey was such a
Good friend of mine
J Dilla he's still a good friend of mine
His beats'll send you to chiropractics
Put a curve in your spine
Make you need a realignment
Cause you to spaz out
Producers tryna compete
You niggas is ass-out
I usually dare niggas to go against me
He defied the laws of physics when
It came to the MP see, I don't care how you
Other producers use it
He ain't never speak a lot
But he spoke volumes through the music
Jay D-I double-L-A, remember the name
With them killer beats
And so venomous with the pen game
Like the thrill of me getting pussy
Or bought my first gun
He'd been blessing every one of my
Albums since the first one
On this mixtape right here
There is no interceptions
Every track is produced by Dilla
Nigga no exceptions rap is out of control
Let me show you the deal
We put it together for those
Who appreciate the real
Now, if you don't know what to do
You need to follow instructions
You copping a beat
Then cutting a check to "Pay Jay Productions"
Beat'll bang in your head 'til
You fall in a concussion
Most producers be quietly biting Dilla
Fronting
You need to cut it out 'fore I gut it out
Watch me shit on your little recipe
While the Dilla legacy live on!
And now, for our feature presentation
We gon' straight into something real, real
Real dynamic for hip-hop
Two thousand and eight shit
In the name of the late
Great James Yancey AKA J Dilla
Dillagence! (Commissioner)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
(Dillagence)
One won’t do, two is not enough for me, no
Ayo, ayo, ayo, trust
You see, the love is so genuine
Mr james Yancey was such a
Good friend of mine
J Dilla he's still a good friend of mine
His beats'll send you to chiropractics
Put a curve in your spine
Make you need a realignment
Cause you to spaz out
Producers tryna compete
You niggas is ass-out
I usually dare niggas to go against me
He defied the laws of physics when
It came to the MP see, I don't care how you
Other producers use it
He ain't never speak a lot
But he spoke volumes through the music
Jay D-I double-L-A, remember the name
With them killer beats
And so venomous with the pen game
Like the thrill of me getting pussy
Or bought my first gun
He'd been blessing every one of my
Albums since the first one
On this mixtape right here
There is no interceptions
Every track is produced by Dilla
Nigga no exceptions rap is out of control
Let me show you the deal
We put it together for those
Who appreciate the real
Now, if you don't know what to do
You need to follow instructions
You copping a beat
Then cutting a check to "Pay Jay Productions"
Beat'll bang in your head 'til
You fall in a concussion
Most producers be quietly biting Dilla
Fronting
You need to cut it out 'fore I gut it out
Watch me shit on your little recipe
While the Dilla legacy live on!
And now, for our feature presentation