Certified Official - Domingo, Dilated Peoples

Puffing good shit, even though that bullshit’s cheaper

It’s magic, we’re turning this bag into ether

It’s madness, smoke fumes leaking out your speaker

Domingo brought heat, here comes the heat seaker

Rakaa, fights for the rights of free thinkers

Rakaa, lyrics the life effects linger

The record companies send biters after me though

A bunch of dead clones is what I might bring 'em

Oh things have changed, try not to complain

Even though they’re pulling cats off of trains and planes

It’s hard relaxing in coach reading Maxim

Legs cramped, still globe trotting for Expansion

Clap to the live libation you clap

Dilated, L.A. vibrating the map

I’m a preacher’s son, annotated from way back

Official Joints got missiles pointed straight at your hat

Yo, another execution, built from scratch

Split finger fast and hard to catch

Another roach in the ash, a new opening act

Another day has passed, let’s turn checks to cash

Procedures, flows and features, options got

Kits of stock shit, polished spotless, cop it

Domingo bangs beats out like Ringo

Starr for your streets and heat for your car

Every line is a bar, every word is my bond

Every snare high and kicks is from my peeps moved on

Yo crew’s pop for every bass tone and loop chop

Fuck who’s hot and who’s not, stay on point

Stay on joint and stay low key

And stay close to my people who are close to me

Yo peace Defari, Heiro, Extra Polific

It is kind of different so let’s get specific

Yo, is your hand on the wheel?

Steer, you in control

Take your foot off the gas now hit cruise control

What happened to me?

Nah what happened to you?

I’m at the lab, I throw a party on Capitol’s roof

Acting a fool

Music?

Dear

Like my Peoples and so I share true feeling far and near

The odds I favor this year

Fuck the format, loud and clear

Yo, let’s get specific y’all

Right here

You don’t even need to shine light here

I got light

Homie I’m spitting the spot light

I way I snap bristle with Joints that’s Official

Spectators wince and say damn that’s not right

All night marauding for ears, water to water

And build bridges to reach new sons and new daughters

Bab’s on the scratch

Expansion Team stay up bat

We true crusaders of rap

It’s like that y’all