Hard Hitters

[Chorus: Rakaa] You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love This is for the sisters and brothers we love "Come on" We care enough to give it uncut, straight up With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Worldwide" The microphone's up for grabs That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Evidence" The microphone's up for grabs [Verse 1: Evidence] Yo Hunters and gatherers, Nomads in Attica Radical Terrorists and those who tally up the data What matters most is they can boast But scatter when toast is close Burners pressed to your throat you ghost Of course You could choose to go against the force I'll fire straight ahead There'll be no mission abort We can take it to the streets or take it to court Supreme shit get hit over your fort, open the door We've opened up for different artists on tour Sixty percent love, Forty percent war Let's settle the score Most things are rot at the core And not what they seem Watch the two worlds you're stuck in between Or pay the penalty Zero strikes, Zero Felonies Lay low hakido master Redirecting energy I use words similar but none sound fresher than: "Three of us who rap together" [Chorus: Rakaa] You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love This is for the sisters and brothers we love "Come on" We care enough to give it uncut, straight up With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Worldwide" The microphone's up for grabs That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Iriscience" The microphone's up for grabs [Verse 2: Rakaa] Aiiyo you could probably find Rakaa at De Rokerij Puffin' AK, sippin' cafe au lait In Amsterdam, chillin' in the cafe all day Bang my shit between classes in your school hallways You're fuckin' with expansion all-access Hard journeys make you treat your mic like a cactus Rap iconoclast that loves to sound flash And sticky green grass with orange and brown hash Take your tape up and take this on I heard anything that does not kill will make strong And I build one of the sickest holding this still You need a dose of echinacea with a little golden seal If you boots turn up my two boots Babu slice and dice your crew and produce hits Misunderstandings go back to the blues but ah- There ain't nothing like hip hop music [Chorus: Rakaa] You heard stories 'bout the angels of brotherly love This is for the sisters and brothers we love "Come on" We care enough to give it uncut, straight up With no chaser 'cause time don't wait up That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Worldwide" The microphone's up for grabs That's why we're sending cats back to the lab "Black Thought" The microphone's up for grabs [Verse 3: Black Thought] Yo – live every day like it's your last 'Cause one day you'll be right, my nigga Fuck around, son, it might be tonight, 'cause, figure – The likeliness of you surviving this brawl is slim It's like scuba divin' with no oxygen Monster when I situate my slang Leave a nigga almost brainless once and bang Had a crowd screamin' 'bout how they don't want your thang – keep it The sharpest one in the game, it's no secret My style's certified, Philly-Animal rough Runnin' things, pull more strings than Gamble and Huff Cannibal hustlers taught me how to handle myself Hitman for hire, pull a hot pen from the shelf and spark The pioneer to represent Illadelph is Thought I got these weak niggas pullin' theyselves apart Y'all know the tone, the one that hold the throne That radiate your dome like a Motorola phone, nigga {*echoes*} [Outro: Rakaa Iriscience] Dilated {*echoes*} "From the angels of Cali to Illadelph crack build" "Hard Hitters"