Official Language EP

by D-Lock

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released June 29, 2010

Produced by MediK

Cover Art by Bobby Hill
Lettering by Angy Sosa

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Track Name: Caution
Verse 1

Diamond in the damn ruff, don't get your hands cut
When I cut my next cut, I can
Handle any cold shoulder that you give me
Cuz you know that my flow is pipin'
Hot, I ain't part of no underworld
But you better peep this beast, liken
Me to anybody and you'll see comparisons belong in the potty
Flush 'em down the drain, problems I do the same
Deranged, I swear to God there's something wrong with my brain
And nope I ain't fixin' it, kid just keep kickin' it
The cash flow's kinda slow, so I just quicken it

Chorus x2

Caution, when that boy talkin'
You might get nauseous cuz I flow nasty
Ask me, what's really needed
D-Lock the Phenom, remember to proceed with

Caution, when that boy talkin'
You might get nauseous cuz I flow nasty
Ask me, what's really needed
D-Lock the Phenom, remember to proceed with (Caution)

Verse 2

Better watch your damn step
My shit is so hot, my stool samples couldn't get sampled
Hands on deck could not handle the heat
Even when we, three sheets to the wind
Will I get the win, even though I'm up? I do it
When I get that rock, will I make it drop? Screw it
Don't give a damn, outta my hands, I'm shootin'
And then I see my name up on that board like man I knew it
And if you didn't notice, well I guess you wasn't focused
Hold it, better pay attention to the motive
Flows start loadin' opponents start floatin'
And I don't really care where you goin'
No stress, oh yes, care less, Phenom that's me, fear less
Hatin' little pussies go head with ya PMS, man I kill it
And when I kill it I never leave any mess, so

Chorus x2
Track Name: Cloud 9
Verse 1

I'm feelin' like the question, faceless
No sign of a wrinkle so I'm ageless
Guess I'm timeless, that's my mindset
Get ya mind right cuz I got dat proper talk mixed wit ebonics
Ain't gotta watch your step cuz ya see tonight
We check in to cloud nine and
Only rule is that you gotta feel good
Burbs to the hood all good tell me what's good (What's good)
Better than a fresh new twist, ain't got no work
But I still got paid, what's this
Nothin' goin' wrong, alright, better get used to
Having dreams come true for the night (Yeah uhhh)
Yep yep, know what I mean, ain't gonna be no scenes
No bing, everybody right here feel free
Feelin' better than Monty after Naturelle said she was eighteen

Chorus

Lovin' livin', I love it cuz it feels so good
Leavin' behind all the stressin'
I think I'll give you the sky baby
Ready or not, honey (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let's ride, all night (Yeah)
On cloud 9

Verse 2

Okay you gotta love yourself tho
If you do, follow me on my cloud 9, domo arigato
You can say that later, we don't need paper
Overlookin' acres, flyin', floatin', go with the motion
Pickin' up the pieces cuz they say the games broken
Call me mister fix it, you can get addicted,
but this is good for ya, consider this your wishlist (Yeah uhhh)
You can hope for anything, then I'll give you everything
Do the right thing tho, Spike already told you
I'm just here to show you
How you can feel like the sky ain't the limit, listen
Yep yep, know what I mean, ain't gonna be no scenes
No bing, everybody right here feel free
Feelin' better than Monty after Naturelle said she was eighteen

Chorus x2
Track Name: I Got It
Verse 1

Father forgive me
I don't know what it is but I do know that's it's in me
But it ain't a demon that ya feelin'
This is emceein' that ya seein' scene by scene
Sreenin' it hearin' it, scream for it then ya scheme for it
Cuz ya know that you fiend for it
Kick that crill rap, not crack, that crush you with the skill rap
You know that you need that
Good stuff, good stuff, give her some of me
And she like, good stuff! By the way I done this before
Oh, okay, why you so good but you can't pay rent
Pay rent? I ain't even got no apartment
Tryna get out of my mama and daddy basement
Makes sense, yeah it does, show 'em what it will be
Not what it was, give it to ya becuz...

Chorus

You want it, you want it, so I'm gonna give to ya
You want it, you want it, so I'm gonna give to ya
Best believe you know Imma give to ya
Don't worry I got it, don't worry I got it

Verse 2

That's right, smooth it out
Got dem skills I don't move without fiya
Even tho you know I'm coolin' out
Like school is out, no recess what I'm doin' now
Can't break, better late than never
Never better cuz you know I'm feelin' better than ever
Better than me, never! I c lever, pull it than put it together
What you get is clever rhymes, every single time
I do my thing, why so hype you ain't gettin' no ring
Really do hope you cool with a fling
Damn I'm just tryna be honest, honest!
Girl, you can go and feel yourself while I'm on this
You owe me, good like oldies, ain't got scrubs
Even tho I'm a newbie

Bridge

I'm in my zone, you wanna know can you come and go
This something you ain't heard before
I'm in my zone, you wanna know can you come and go
You know I give it to you cuz ya

Chorus
Track Name: Comment Ça Va?
Verse 1

What the deal is? I don't even know but imma make it
Put me in a box, imma break it, then imma break out
Kinda like acne? Eww, nasty, no. More like a break thru
Happy, thoughts in my head when I get up outta bed
Realizin' that I got my future in my hands, hold it
Is my destiny really moldin' in the way that I'm supposin'
Uhh well, that's a good question
But I got an answer, step into my session
Impressive first impressions like records from the Impressions
Yes it's a recession, but I handle my business
No I ain't cheatin' but music is my mistress
And I don't put a ring on it, I just do my thing on it
If that's a problem, very nice to meet ya
Besides I see a fine lookin' chica lookin' eager
So I...

Chorus

Walk up and say: "comment ça va?"
That means how you doin' in case you ain't fluent
Then shorty said "comme ci, comme ça"
All I seem to hear today is blah blah blah
"Est-ce que tu peux me dire pourquoi?"
Can you tell me why? Here was my reply
I said, I said "ne t'en fais pas"
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
I'm handlin' everything

Verse 2

No sweatin', only thing drippin' is the words
Superb cuz the flow so wet
Now who's next? Better keep your eye on me
Just a matter of time until you vibe with me
And if you don't believe I'll be the tightest
You will be reduced to debris, detritus
Yeah I love to eat but I don't get the itis
I guess the vocab is just too rich
And that ain't gonna change even if you don't tip
Tryna make it to the top but I hope I don't slip
But if I do, I hope you don't see it
Everyone's obsessed with your life, Jesus
I don't think you can stop this cat, Heathcliffe
Jokes and jokes, where is the spaghetti tho
Damn I got that crazy flow, wait a sec before I go
I gotta go and talk to that chica that's lookin' eager
So I...

Chorus x2
Track Name: Top To Bottom
Chorus x2

Feelin' fresh (yuh, yuh, yes!)
Top to bottom, can't let go of my dreams
Cuz I got 'em, you might be high
But don't drop 'em

Verse 1

Yo, hit the lights, keep 'em in the dark
So they can see the spark
You should try to catch a glimpse cuz
I knock it out the park, but where it land tho
They say my mission is impossible
So I'm channelin' Martin Landau
I can't be broke, no antidote can stop
This level of dope ish, and you know this is own ish (yeah uhhh)

Chorus x2

Verse 2

My soul smooth like Chi-lites, all night
Don't like what I write, blame my dendrites
Nothin' wrong with the synapse, relax
My neurons too strong
See I don't care about who want what
I do it big, yeah inukchuk
No antidote can stop this level of dope ish
And you know this is our own ish
How ya feelin' (yeah uhhh)

Chorus x2

Verse 3

Ex-girlfriends mad that I'm they ex-man
They just found out that I'm the beast (I'm a beast)
Gargoyle, Goliath, lookin' for Elisa Mazza
Chicas get real hype when they see the benz not the mazda
Then I burst they bubble when I tell 'em I'm just the driver
See the owner, that's my mama, comma, matter fact semicolon; hold it
Frontin' is not my steezy, it's more like Gillespie...dizzy
Damn lights in my eye, lucky I ain't got epilepsy
Still I feel like my head ain't right, no plane but I'm flyin' tonight
I excel at freein' thoughts trapped in my brain cells
No antidote can stop this level of dope ish
And you know this is our own ish (Yeah uhhh, whoa...)

[Ay, ay, ay, trippin' til fade]