Dilated Peoples - 20/20 lyrics

"20 20" scratched by DJ Babu
It's goin down not now but right now
By now you know the sound (C'MON)
"It's dilation" "Cats with 20 20"

I tell nickel and dimers try
Not to be dealers
If they deal at least help
Try not to be villains
And if they caught dealin
Try not to be squealers
If they do try not to
Be shocked to see killers
Yeah I'm crazy eyes killer, triple optic
Cold man go guerilla, pure with no filler
Rakaa's that real-I, bend steal at will
Eyes open, wide awake
Y'all keep your eyes peeled

I never ratted, just rat-a tat tatted
Fully automatic, your whole aura shattered
I got beats and rhymes, either
Or it never mattered
Flow fast or slow like I
Did on "Eyes Have It"
I don't waste days away glued to John Madden
So when the sun sets West I ain't mad at it
I gravitate towards those cats
Who ain't dramatic and seein 20
20 money stacks is a habit

Yeah - handsight is 20
20, let's toast to the past
But here's to the future time
To split this money money handsight is 20
20 a toast to the past
But here's to the future "20 20"

Last couple years shit been off the wall
Many tears lost my mom I'm stayin strong
Regroup myself, dust my shoulder off
We back once again then POOF we gone
I seen shit go down like Alc' almost die
Now I see why they say it's safer to fly
In the same breath, breathe life accept death
Until then 20 20, one of the best yet

I've had experiences that were out of body
Cops still probably clocked me
Comin out of parties
I've seen scandalous verdicts make
Los Angeles uprise
Black Tail bottoms and Cannabis Cup highs
Create to Devestate taught me how to bomb
From Radiotron, to the German autobahn
Trade money still different color
And shade bills 20
20 wide awake y'all keep your eyes peeled

It's goin down not now but right now
By now you know the sound (C'MON)
"It's dilation" "Cats with 20 20"

Three eyes wide, I can still see Ali
Say I float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
Now I float like a brother's high
Swing like a beast i'm from Mid-City
When the bell rings I'm released
Hustlin fightin and eatin
Still bringin relief
To my people, if they're in your reach
Each one teach runnin through so much grass
My shoes need cleats
Got that "vente vente" pumpin
Through these streets

Last LP was odd, the score's even at last
Now we got enough trees to make
You take 4 and pass
Now we got enough in fact
Don't even pass that back
It's free weed on me, you can hold me to that
When you see me in the streets
It be for that 20 20
Better than diesel, better than kush
It ain't funny but trust me this Cali
My block's best product
We so quick to cop, Dilated Peoples got 'em

"Cats with 20
20" scratched repeatedly before the end