Players don't die, we try our luck at other tablesThis new track from the Dilated Peoples frontman isn't groundbreaking, but it does feature some smart, well-crafted lyrics and more than a few slick turns of phrase. Overall, a solid track.
And when I lose, I learn, I'm still winning major
I jump forward then back and through the missin' stages
A perfect day to make a perfect entrance
A perfect sentence? I can't perfect, but
I just keep pushing pencils, no fake trace stencils
Do it all by hand so they have respect
Monday, October 3, 2011
Evidence - You
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dilated peoples,
evidence,
underground hip hop
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