Dilla Pickles

by Dan-e-o

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Dilla Pickles was released in 2009 as a 2 in 1 album/mixtape in tribute to legendary producer/rapper J Dilla. As a homage to Dilla - who was known to release projects in both vocal and instrumental form - the original Dilla Pickles download included two versions - a track for track album (available here) and a cut and mixed traditional mixtape by Royal Touch.

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released 01 November 2009
All songs recorded and mixed by T.J. Habibi at Secret Surburbia Studios, Toronto, Ont

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Dan-e-o Toronto, Ontario

Veteran MC, Dan-e-o debuted in 1996 with his first single “Dear Hip Hop” - now considered a Canadian Hip-Hop classic.

One half of the duo Perfeck Strangers with Promise, the group's debut album, "Series Premiere" dropped on URBNET Records in March 2012 and reached #1 on Canadian college radio.

His new highly anticipated and long overdue solo album, "Inevitable" is out now on URBNET Records!
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Track Name: Locked
CHORUS:
You might think you're gon' to have this game owned
You still need to learn how veterans do
You ain't got the stroke to claim it's your throne
You still got so many cats better than you
You don't know what's dope, you not even close
You need to take notes on what's really hot
You should probably quote two or three or more flows
That prove that I GOT THIS SHIT LOCKED!

The best in the game, never left but never came
Apparently cause I was lame never wanting to sound the same
Comfy in my own skin, tighter than a clothespin
My flows been, thrown in the bin where garbage goes in
Fierce and ferocious, but kids they don't notice
They say, "Come with mo' hits, pretend like you a closed fist"
Sadly I'm designed to, make all of my rhymes true
So why don't you, cover your mouth like you got the swine flu
Cause I'm through with listenin', I find you need discipline
These fine beats from Michigan incline me to piss on men
Suck my nuts pathetic squirrel, you somethin like an epidural
I don't feel you nigga, don't even care if you get referrals
Tired of the game today, hold on like it's layaway
I made you say, "What the fuck's he doin?" like I'm Flavor Flav
Seems I lost my star's shine, missin' like I caused crime
But you'll find, now I make less excuses and more time
To come with vintage shit, infinitely magnificent
Significantly intricate, lyricism so sick as if
It's invalids with syphilis who's into my stuff, nigga what?
You couldn't test me if I pissed in a cup, so what's up?

CHORUS

A killer with a mic, hitter who don't get a strike
Rippin' every pitch in sight, flippin' it how Dilla like
Niggaz think they bright I shut 'em down, like it's Earth Hour
You ain't got no word power, everything I heard's sour
Nerds bow or get hurt, give your fibs a rest jerk
Yes sir, reality's pre-empted on your network
While I be off the wall, you softer than a cottonball
I'm not at all fazed but I'm amazed that you ain't got withdrawal
Cause you ain't got dope shit, I'm nasty like a hoe's spit
My flows get, tighter with time like friends who's close-knit
Here to take your fuckin' cheese, bound to chop your slut with ease
Sucker please, I got more tricks, than what is up my sleeve
Developed like a Fotomat, you admit you wrote the rap?
I'm prone to ask you to tell me, “sorry you had to go through that”
Cause you made my ears bleed quicker than light year speed
ESPN should report you have to brawl with GSP
And seriously be tarred and feathered, flogged and severed
Barred from ever launchin' cleverless awkward rhetoric like
Schwarzenegger and his awful pension for politics, stop your shit
Rock your hit? I'd rather fall on my dick, baller quit!

CHORUS
Track Name: Break It Down
CHORUS:
Here's how hip-hop's supposed to sound
And I refuse to let you BITCH NIGGAZ break it down
So I'ma break it down (break it down) break it down (break it down)
Break it down (break it down) break it down (break it down)
Aiyyo, here's how hip-hop's supposed to sound
And I refuse to let you BITCH NIGGAZ break it down
So I'ma break it down (break it down) break it down (break it down)
Break it down (break it down) break it down (break it down)

Uhh, yeah, let this seep inside your vertebrae
Forget the thought you'd never live to observe the day
Where hip-hop was run by fools without a word to say
Songs blowin' up cause it's all that ya heard 'em play
(Heard 'em play) I heard 'em play that bullshit so many times
Who would've thought rap could exist without any rhymes?
Or any beats, with funk from the street
Now chumps wanna speak on pop pumped out by geeks
They say it's wrong to sample now but it's okay to bite
Niggaz can barely battle but they still tryin' to fight
They say it's wrong to diss, nowadays they call it hatin'
Cause these ballers makin' guap and cakin' from the spawn of Satan
Like I'm supposed to support your music when it's garbage
Like I ain't got an argument cause rap's like a hard pitch
It's tough to make a hit - when radio wants nonsense
Unless you can accomplish not havin' a conscience
(Conscience) I'm conscious of this new generation
ho's simply a product of ingesting this infestation
I won't diss my patients, I'm a doctor with a vaccination
And if you're still confused listen to my explanation, yo!

CHORUS

Uhh, yeah, this be that real shit that bust your trunk
I live to rip over the dirtiest and roughest cuts
Do all you niggaz 'til bitches say that I'm such a slut
Dazed by the ways that I blaze y'all to fuck you up
(Fuck you up) Fuck you up to? Man, you said you was nice
It's time you get left, move as I step to the right
You only rhyme cause you thought it would get you some ice
You a sell-out like items half off their regular price
I see you ridin' now but I ain't no pedestrian
Just cause the industry's bouncers refuse to let me in
Like they some lesbians or bitches who say "Let's be friends"
Ironically you best depict somebody filled with estrogen
You on a high thinkin' that your ass is clever
You a weed in rap's garden and your buzz won't last forever
Career is up in smoke, now you're steady comin' down
And I'm a nigga with the munchies who's stomach grumbles and pounds
(Pounds) and pounds of you niggaz will get eaten
Ain't had nuttin' this sweet since your last time trick-or-treatin
Cause Top 40 hip-hop's the dumbest sound today
That's why I'm in the house and I ain't COMIN out to play, yo!

CHORUS
Track Name: Legacy (feat. Ian Kamau)
CHORUS - DAN-E-O:
While I'm here let me shine my light
To discover all the love in sight
As long as I'm blessed to speak
I'll be workin' on my legacy
Cause I don't wanna live my life
And leave nothin' left behind
So while the Lord lets me breathe
I'm workin on my legacy

DAN-E-O:
Yo, just finished watchin' Michael Jackson's memorial
Unimaginably impactful and historical
Heaven's oracle, taught that the world can be horrible
But he implored you to find the divine from the deplorable
How did you make an aberration adorable?
How did you steer off infection when killer bees were swarmin' you?
How do I ensure the impossible is affordable?
How do I make a change cause my voice is recordable?
Mike, I thought of you when I was writin' this verse
To fight off the curse, the opposite of what you'd find worse
As you ride in that hearse, may I convey what pride I have burst
It finally works, I realize I shine on this Earth
While you were a strong stomper, I was just a meek creeper
But MLK said be proud if you a street sweeper
And Al Sharpton ruffled and woke up the deep sleepers
And told your kids it's strange the world fought a peace keeper
You know what I find strange? I find it strange that you're gone
You know what I find wrong? To write your name in this song
In the past tense, it's strange I'm remaining this strong
Cause since I was born, the top is where your reign has belonged
I cried today, but Michael Jackson I'm alive to say
With platinum and diamonds you've paved and aligned the way
For me to see my future's filled with many brighter days
And I'm here to leave a legacy behind to stay

CHORUS

IAN KAMAU:
Uhh, yeah... I am basking in the light
of a single star, skin blacker than the night
Walking on the moon, one small step
I'll be leaping soon, we all get
Confused, down forever, a child and it's true
I'm a lost boy too but not as lost as you
In dreams, I realize reality
Is living on a Earth with a fallacy, move
Galaxies made like molecules built
And who is that peeking in my window sill?
There's a light in the night that we can't see
And darkness feels a lot like me
I'm so free, midnight marauder with a hood over head
Trying to escape words I should not have said
I hope they don't notice
I keep the world in focus - breathe

CHORUS
Track Name: Yesterday
CHORUS:
Yesterday
Woulda been the perfect time to tell ya 'bout my love
Yesterday
I could have opened up my soul
Yesterday
Shoulda been the day I poured my heart out to ya but
Yesterday
Feels like a whole lifetime ago

Yesterday, I had you in my arms
A magic mood of warmth, a passion true to form
Angelic, a relic that would never do me no wrong
Forever regrettin' that you were so brutally harmed
How do I prove in this song that I knew you was the bomb
But wasn't suited to warrant the truth of who I belonged...
To, when I knew in my heart, you had it palpitatin'
Salivatin', had no patience just to have you naked
Yo, it was magic makin' love, it was a massive statement
Your capital V that's sacred, I dastardly had to take it
Actually mad amazed when you'd happily back the statement
Instead of infatuation that you loved this half-Jamaican
I was a bastard shamefully, I had your innonence
But in a sense, my inference was insulence, indifference
And selfishness, can't even explain my senselessness
Leaving you for the opposite of what a princess is

CHORUS

Yesterday, I got single again
This mistress I had let be my significant friend
Viciously dissed me and went to be with frivolous men
Now I'm hurt by this worthless serpent who slipped into sin
Now every minute I spent with her is meaningless when
I think your sweetness was sent from heaven, it's so intense
That I feel there is no end to our true connection
How is it, after all these years, I didn't lose affection?
How do I prove we're destined after my cruel deception?
And get a new assessment to replace your dude who's desolate
Yo, I feel truly desperate, I lose when I'm contested
With the confidence that I'm worthy to freely express this
Now I'm fully depressed, it's better I leave you be
What gives me the right to feel I want you to be with me?
Though your forgiving nature treats me with leniency
Ain't got a bad bone in ya, 'cept the one that I wish you could see

CHORUS

Yesterday, they walked you down the aisle
I forced my frown to smile, I guess you found your style
Heard you announced your vows without the sign of a cloud
I sit in silence and doubt that I can balance this out
Wow, you're convincingly grounded and now
I hear the sound of a child in the background of a dialed...
Call, 'cause it's now been a while, and I thought you was lyin'
When you told me that noise was 'cause your daughter was cryin'
Oh my God! Now I'm dyin', straight up caught in a bind then
Thinkin' it's sort of a sign to address my altered alignment
See, I'm lost in this blindness, most frought with this mindless
Notion we ain't supposed to be tyin' the knot that is timeless
You're a goddess that I missed bein' a husband with
Would give my thumb and wrist just to get a hug and kiss
Nothin' is as tough as this, now I see our love exists
And I want the world to know as if I told this to my publicist

CHORUS
Track Name: Last Minute (feat. Conwell)
DAN-E-O:
This could be my last minute!
The gun's loaded and cocked, ready to blast and my face is in the path of it
Authoritatively asked to come with
A prayer in my final 60 seconds of life but I can't stomach
The pressure and pain, the stress in my veins
Recallin' the number of unforgiven sins I can presently name
If heaven's my aim I best start confessin' my shame
To God cause I won't get the chance to impress him again
This could be my last minute!

CONWELL:
Dig it, rhymes are often tainted
An officer by whom I was confrontated
A conversation, in a hood that was often raided
He's contemplating on doing what he's obligated
He planted a, weapon on me make things complicated
Your occupation to twist the shit keep constipated
Incarcerated but I am no Carson Daly
Protect and serve, and this is how you're operating?
Altercation, nothin' more than accusations
After all the, task force task was wasted
An ex-change of words and then it escalated
Excuse me but you niggaz I have always hated
Mad with power, skin was dark not powdered
Now what a coward, maybe cause he often cowered
Lay you in a bed of flowers
You're +The Spy Who Shagged Me+ but no Austin Powers
Damn, this could be my last minute!

DAN-E-O:
And if my ass finished
I hope He listens before He decide to pass sentence
First I must ask forgiveness from each Canadian artist
Who beat me in the battle of who could take it the farthest
Although you ain't the hardest and I be lyrically flawless
Jealousy got the best of me when you became ballers
I should've practiced what I preached 'stead of knashin' all my teeth
Grab the mic and start some action on the street
You bastards can't compete, steady blastin' y'all with heat
Just ask and you'll receive a lash from this assassin on the beat
Shit, there I go again, evil is how my rhyme get
Cause I don't have an answer as to why I ain't signed yet
So STOP FUCKIN' ASKIN ME, that stupid shit!
In the time you've blown up and fallen off I'll still be doin it
Damn, I guess that wasn't much of a prayer
God I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to take it there
Cause this could be my last minute!

CONWELL:
For every action everybody's accountable
Idiotic niggaz grow up and try to puncture you
When you have nothin', pinpoint what they want from you
Now even assholes try they best to be punctual
Withheld are the Mietas that have it out for you
Concealed is the direction they're gonna come for you
Now which mans hired hit mans to stick mans
And ditch mans cause
This could be my last minute!

DAN-E-O:
So I have to confess
I practically hit every ass that has passed in a dress
At least I wanted to, the devil tends to push me
But how's it possible to not proposition for pussy?
Girlfriend or not even if I said I loved her
I never had the heart to say, "Yeah, I fucked her"
Even as I repent upon further inspection
I never really asked for that erection
Tell me it ain't natural for me to wanna slap a hoe
Excuse me, insert my penis deeply inside of the vaginal
Opening, I'm hopin that I won't feel a shock
Cause I admit I love every piece of ass that I got
Oh God, this could be my last minute!

CONWELL:
I'm just a man who says the things that trouble him
And immigrants aren't the only thing that's smuggled in
Yo, move how you're s'posed to move
You lose someone close to you, you do what you're s'posed to do
Why? Cause cops carry toasters too
So boys buy guns so they can speak when they're spoken to
Life's pre-destined, written in the stars
So when God made Adam we got Even with the odds
I'm the son of Adam, boy to Eve
And if the whole world is envy I must be greed
And plus I choose to avoid the thing lust with ease
God I can't believe that
This could be my last minute!

DAN-E-O:
And I'm hurtin' so bad
Forgive me for every dream in which I murdered my dad
But if wantin' women and respect is wrong nigga
Just pull the motherfuckin' trigger!
WAIT NO!