Timeless Truth - Dimelo lyrics

[Chorus] Di-di-d-DIMELO! What it do, my dude? DIMELO If you talkin' bout doe DIMELO Sippin' añejo DIMELO Di-di-d-DIMELO! Di-di-d-DIMELO! Di-di-d-DIMELO! Di-di-d-DIMELO! [Verse 1: Solace] Mastered the craft thinking like a learner Finished up with the front then I turn her Time-Truth be the Truth like Sojourner Used to tell my brother hook my name next to the burner Avoid loss, my cohorts take no shorts While you and your boys wear boy shorts We loading them up and knockin'em down y'all My team will clown y'all Used to stunt by the DKNY wall And not to jump the gun But pull out on my team then we jump the gun And we jumping you for fun, uh... Spot rusherz, rushin' the spot, cold as Russia Iron to your dome like a skull crusher Wa**up? pears from Prussia Bless ya, make you feel the pressure Dogs, it's nothing lesser Now you praise that book laying on your dresser My brothers treasure the trust no scales can measure Light the li-damp ladi dadi hardbody Make me get amped Ma, I hit more skins than Winamp So here's your chi-dance to learn from experience Got'em fearing this... smacking clowns serious [Chorus] [Verse 2: Oprime39] Snake charmer Lines sharp as a Dominican barber (listen) Three Hail Marys and four Our Fathers To wash away the sin but the pain still haunt us Here to rain on parades and take thunder Keep a Glock in my waist so take cover Two brothers- great as the eighth wonder You underground? make sure that you stay under! Switch the topic, German co*kpit With my top pick, and she topless Tropicana Ciroc touring the tropics Switch to k**er instincts for n***as pop sh** Life's a gamble like a game of craps Time Truth here to bring the flavor back with amazing raps Play the back and blaze a sack Need to get'em clapped? we can arrange for that I sport flaps on my caps with the patch to match Boosting racks out the back outta Sacks Fifth Ave Laying traps for you rats speeding past too fast Gave a jab to this jack trying to jack my cash, what! [Verse 3: Solace] Bread in the vent like Walt White Y'all type all hype on site you talk light It's all right, short days, long nights Spit the Cronkite, snatch the wind out ya lungs like Bronchite Went down the wrong pipe... Your whole staff knows that you the big rat So they on strike... Dressed in all white like a Santero Palms grippin' strong metal, hello you on the wrong level This the Cellar not the lobby My team of Hammurabi's melt your face like Paul McCartney's Outfit theme looking real nautical On the side write a chronicle for Monocle Solace the honorable, educate the common fool On how to turn a paper plate to China stacked with all the food Couldn't see through the windows of my soul with binoculars They try to copy us it's obvious Dominicano but we roll with Yugoslavians To shut your lights out and let you know the party ends Use your common sense, save the arguments Or get your curtains closed in front of your own audience [Chorus]