Dilated Peoples - Ear Drums Pop lyrics
[Dilated Peoples - Ear Drums Pop lyrics]
(Watch your eardrums pop)
(Watch your eardrums pop, pop, pop)
I got 61 keys with delays i'm vocally blown
But never thrown into the maze with no amp
I found my way out the first time round
Then - never went back without my bloodhound
I vow to hit the beat right
The crowd - light 'em up
So I don't see night
Mark the spot with the x, people in debt
Make promises with beats on discettes
(Yo, you feelin him yet?) Then make
Some noise with your voicebox
One word, four syllables, unorthodox
Describes my style best, I attack, never rest
Cause in my sleep a metronome
Click beats on my chest
Till I wake, shit - automate my mix
Total control of where my highs
And kicks should fit
You don't stop till executed the plot
While Bab' sets up shop to make your
(eardrums pop, Watch your eardrums pop)
The deejays in effect, keep holdin it down
Dilated, we're correctly holdin' the crown
Plus we keep a set of
Keys to that golden sound
It's that shit you bump loud when
You roll in the town
It's the art of showdowns
I'm quick to show clowns
I bring it like, "Sucker
Where's your threshold now?"
His life under pressure in the
Eye of the storm to find the root I take it
To the hive of the swarm
I execute like Grandmaster Roc Raida
Congratulations, brother
You swingin a hot fader from LA i spit rocks
Sedated that leave craters
Some are less than, some equal
But none greater
Duck, you gunplay, I'm lovin the sunrays
Used to party Friday, Saturday
And pray on Sunday
But I figured out in life that
There's more than one way
That's why I'm doin' things I always
Knew I'd do one day
I've seen many lands and tasted the best crop
I witnessed many cultures
Express through hip-hop
I'm buildin' with that science
That De La dropped
That means it might blow up
But it won't go pop
(Watch your ear, Watch your ear)
(Watch your ear, Watch your eardrums pop)
(Watch your eardrums pop, pop, pop)
I got 61 keys with delays i'm vocally blown
But never thrown into the maze with no amp
I found my way out the first time round
Then - never went back without my bloodhound
I vow to hit the beat right
The crowd - light 'em up
So I don't see night
Mark the spot with the x, people in debt
Make promises with beats on discettes
(Yo, you feelin him yet?) Then make
Some noise with your voicebox
One word, four syllables, unorthodox
Describes my style best, I attack, never rest
Cause in my sleep a metronome
Click beats on my chest
Till I wake, shit - automate my mix
Total control of where my highs
And kicks should fit
You don't stop till executed the plot
While Bab' sets up shop to make your
(eardrums pop, Watch your eardrums pop)
The deejays in effect, keep holdin it down
Dilated, we're correctly holdin' the crown
Plus we keep a set of
Keys to that golden sound
It's that shit you bump loud when
You roll in the town
It's the art of showdowns
I'm quick to show clowns
I bring it like, "Sucker
Where's your threshold now?"
His life under pressure in the
Eye of the storm to find the root I take it
To the hive of the swarm
I execute like Grandmaster Roc Raida
Congratulations, brother
You swingin a hot fader from LA i spit rocks
Sedated that leave craters
Some are less than, some equal
But none greater
Duck, you gunplay, I'm lovin the sunrays
Used to party Friday, Saturday
And pray on Sunday
But I figured out in life that
There's more than one way
That's why I'm doin' things I always
Knew I'd do one day
I've seen many lands and tasted the best crop
I witnessed many cultures
Express through hip-hop
I'm buildin' with that science
That De La dropped
That means it might blow up
But it won't go pop
(Watch your ear, Watch your ear)
(Watch your ear, Watch your eardrums pop)