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Official Language EP

by D-Lock

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1.
Caution 02:20
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
2.
Cloud 9 02:44
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
3.
I Got It 02:44
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
4.
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
5.
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]

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released June 29, 2010

Produced by MediK

Cover Art by Bobby Hill
Lettering by Angy Sosa

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