Good As Gone Lyrics - Directors Of Photography - Dilated Peoples

Dilated Peoples 

DJ Premier on the beat 

DJ Babu on the cut 

(You know the saga, who liver) 

(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in) 

(That's why I'm driven, blessed with the God given) 

(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's) 

I was getting buried alive 

Heard the dirt hit the coffin top, I barely survived 

But I broke through my grave ripped the pine box seal apart 

Head first yelling "maggot break, funkadelic art" 

Fear is a dark side fair-weather friends fly, Hitchcock 

Same birds scatter when the end stop 

Couple let their guards down, figure they was there for certain 

Talking about "time to pull the plug and close the curtain" 

Eyes wide, bug like, holy leaping Lazarus 

I thought that y'all were, never mind, material still hazardous 

Hazmat, clutching their chests like asthmatics 

For mathematics, a natural dash of black magic 

Salute to new voices flexing power advancing 

The ballot's a modern branding, classic sound clashing 

Took heavy fire, survived the crash landing 

Smiled to walk away from the wreckage, the last standing 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

(You know the saga, who liver) 

(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in) 

They thought that it was gone for good 

(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's) 

Devise a plan and I execute it 'til I'm undisputed 

If the record never stated, I've been showing most improvement 

At a time where my peers declined, I used it as a booster 

Used the dedication as a plus, I ain't used to losers 

Lock the randoms from the safe, then I change the combination 

Then I set the pace and settle down, then I lay the conversation 

Juvenile blind, made me think, is this a new beginning? 

Kept an older frame of mind when I've been spraying all these feelings 

So God bless us, cut from different cloths and different textures 

Different walks of life, some act, some are directors 

Some are extras, and those aren't easy to find 

And I ain't easily defined, what's fame? A thin line 

I been thinking walking over the edge but keep blinking 

Taking two steps back to my zone for no reason 

Call it comfort, that is not the best for my heart 

Not the best way to end and not the best way to start 

Good as gone 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

(You know the saga, who liver) 

(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in) 

They thought that it was gone for good 

(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's) 

I was out of mind and sight 

Dark clouds all around me, trying to find the light 

I took flight with the dot dot legs dangling 

Cliff-hanging never docking my spot 

I stand by what I say, 'cause I'm easy to find 

Dates posted every day of the year in bold lines 

The more that I roam the more that I'm free 

The more I'm in Rome the more that I'm me 

The more I'm at home, the more that it's stress 

The moral is, we be touring it best 

I'm not the same old run of the mill 

Who keeps running until, the feet tell him "put the runners to rest" 

I've seen the last come first 

I've seen the first, last 

I double majored in life 

Some of the worse passed 

Back to school learning secrets that the Earth had 

Sat in coach and studied business before my first class 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

They thought that it was gone for good 

They figured it was good as gone 

(You know the saga, who liver) 

(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in) 

They thought that it was gone for good 

(See with your eyes dilated for the for the sake of the G's)