My man.. he said.. could he create a soundbomb?
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Say that's a good question
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* Evidence, I'm bringin it *
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* Rakka, Iri-science, rapid-fire how I transmit *
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* We got CaTash with that West Coast rhymin, bombin.. *
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Yes I can.. yes I can..
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[Evidence]
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Most want what they don't have, especially in this game
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But on the other side of the rainbow -- yo' shit's exactly the same
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I aim one eye closed, so now you've been exposed
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to my scope, an infrared target at night you glow
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Got the chance, took it, hype tape that's what they tellin me
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Soundboming in stereophone audio fidelity
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Flows get took, a simple plan, best-sellin book
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And people in the clutch open they mouth too much
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I drop bars so hard, the code explodes
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and bells ring like Don King fights ain't worth the dough
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Sounds from tones, and licks from Quincy Jones
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Backdrop, my microphone so I can chop down clones
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I pull, expand, boom bap, no high hats
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to hide behind the fact your wack vocal's off track
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Droppin verses like this, a pleasure for me to do
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Signin off, Dilated Platform, J-Rock and Babu
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[Iriscience]
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It's the return of Iri-stealth, the intelligence plane
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I'm picked up by radar, but too late, here comes the rain
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I make you feel wingtip audiomatics
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I travel the map to any part of the planet
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Now word on the street is y'all suckers want static
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Since most kids are spoiled these days, I let em have it
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Land on stage, I see the mic and I grab it
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Get the crowd movin side to side, like I panned it
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Had to multiply my crew (well that's math)
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Subtract or divide your crew (well that's wrath)
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What I put inside the bleeds (oh that's hash)
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Oh you want a new dick to ride? (go ask Tash)
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For the DJ's, I keep a microphone in my palm
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and for the people paranoia's a weapon so stay calm
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For the toys, I take flight AGAIN for Soundbombing
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One-Nine-Nine-Nine like Sadat X and Common
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[Tash]
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Ahh, CaTashTra, the gunner from the crew that drunk the beer up
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Keep your distance from my mic, this Alki style'll fuck your ear up
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BUT CHEER UP!! That's the way the bottle spills
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DJ's they think I'm shady cause they know I steal the wheels
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Cause Tash kick the real, kick it with niggaz with no deals
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Y'all fools ain't got no skills, y'all need to peep my homey Phil
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Peep the Barbershop, peep Defari while you at it
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DJ J-Rock, Babu, and Rhettmatic
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Cause that's the type of shit CaTash be pumpin in the Volvo
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Where homies hittin me up like, "Nigga what's up with that solo?"
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I tell em that the object of my whole project
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is mic domination, so it takes concentration
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Peep what I'm facin, facin R&B the guns
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Are you in it with the heart or are you in it for the funds?
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Cause Tash got the style that's dangerous as mountain climbin
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(Yo what you doin to em Tash?) Right now I'm Soundbombing
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Soundbombing
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Dilated Peoples |