One is one, and one is to know
And to know is to create
And to create is to know the full spiritual value of the mind and body
Then, we create
[Chorus]
The long awaited, most accommodated
Could never fade it cuz it's always hip hop related
Wack MCs, please, all y'all get annihilated
The LPs and the Peoples called the Dilated
Long Awaited
[Verse 1: Evidence]
Freeze, this shit is outta control
For example, an actor who never snapped out of his role
So many try to hold me back, the end, yo, I prevail
Watch for subliminals cuz devils in the details
2020 no doubt'll be confusing
Catch the story of my life on VH1 Behind The Music
(Ladies & Gentlemen), The starting line ups at home
We got four emcees and that's five with DJ Romes
[Verse 2: Wildchild]
B-boy mission in life is to add creativity to the battle scene
Got Dilated to detonate mic weapons for mic check fiends
Yo, Evidence (What's up?) What's that in your hand, is that a guidance missile? (Yes it is)
Call up ya man Rak' n tell 'em it's time to blow da spot
With metaphors, lyrically I slap MC's up with my ten inch
Pull rhymes right out my chest like Popeye does spinach
Because my song must stay strong with each bomb that we deploy
Destroy fake decoy B-boys for those who can't avoid
And to know is to create
And to create is to know the full spiritual value of the mind and body
Then, we create
[Chorus]
The long awaited, most accommodated
Could never fade it cuz it's always hip hop related
Wack MCs, please, all y'all get annihilated
The LPs and the Peoples called the Dilated
Long Awaited
[Verse 1: Evidence]
Freeze, this shit is outta control
For example, an actor who never snapped out of his role
So many try to hold me back, the end, yo, I prevail
Watch for subliminals cuz devils in the details
2020 no doubt'll be confusing
Catch the story of my life on VH1 Behind The Music
(Ladies & Gentlemen), The starting line ups at home
We got four emcees and that's five with DJ Romes
[Verse 2: Wildchild]
B-boy mission in life is to add creativity to the battle scene
Got Dilated to detonate mic weapons for mic check fiends
Yo, Evidence (What's up?) What's that in your hand, is that a guidance missile? (Yes it is)
Call up ya man Rak' n tell 'em it's time to blow da spot
With metaphors, lyrically I slap MC's up with my ten inch
Pull rhymes right out my chest like Popeye does spinach
Because my song must stay strong with each bomb that we deploy
Destroy fake decoy B-boys for those who can't avoid
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