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Verse 1
It's rain and thunder,
sometimes it makes you wonder
How the streets can be a jungle,
designed to take you under
Some many different jerseys
with numbers above hundreds
It could be the same color
that don't make you a brother
We call nature mother,
and we claim that we love her
But all we do is poison her,
and rape her,
and take from her
Bulldozer,
Range Rover,
terror get rained on her
Break up and make up
Metropolis Makeover
Lay it on her
the planes spray on her
Them oil tanks be leaking them stains on her
That nuclear waste stay on her
Shame on them n!gg@s
who be running that game on her
Tank on her,
bank on her,
Satellite space orbit
Gang on her
claim her corners
and make it harder than lava
Even the farmers gotta pay for the water
I aint hatin' or waitin' on'em
I'm H-2-oxygen
If you're living God or Godless
you need it regardless I promise
Verse 2
You ever considered
Water fountains were colorless?
White like the scum on top,
where all the bubbles sit
Donkeys and elephants
seated in the government
They could give a damn (dam)
them rivers running and flooding shhhh!
The real movement is dark waters
and woman's lib
Sub ships,
bent out of shape,
Don't get the rudders fixed
It's getting deep
Circus clowns get dunked in it
Learned to love swimming,
just in case I gotta jump in it
The giant issues get sunk in it
It's not exactly Titanic,
but enough to make a sponge bigger
Hard stuff,
intoxicants,
and drunk spirits
Alcohol and drug business,
ring around the tub, children
You blow the whistle and make the call,
It's double dribble
Travel where the thunder never rumble,
Drizzle, puddle, little
humble simple,
clean her face with her Mothers spit
Well,
Her sister added water to the bucket list
Another rinse,
another lip,
my tongue spit a flow
Through the pipes and ducts,
funnels with gutter lyrics
Wet the appetite
hook you with the mud fish
Pull a sink stopper but the levels didn't budge, did it?
The Progeny of Adam and his front rib
Biz Markie siblings, but YOU say,
"He just a friend"
You heard us like Noah you prolly think we was twins
The only thing thicker than water?
Blood is
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2. |
Saddle Light
03:42
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We used to say,
"Roll the windows up! Smoke out!"
We' all so high
Now I tell'em to be careful,
Some accidents can cost yo' life
But what if God say it's not yo' time?
Yo I'm grateful and I'm able, so I jot those lines
I could care less, how many rappers seen Lo drive
Sleeping at the wheel,
thank God, He seen Lo drive
Trynna bag these chips, not the Frito kind
When the camera's flash, say cheese and blink yo eyes
When yo life flash, like mines
You' lucky just to see those signs
Baby Mekkah in the heavens,
Rest In Peace Coach Sy
In the ground, underneath Lo Nike's
I'm still ballin' wit Diaab, and Na'im outside
Last time I seen Ayah,
She ballin' baby please don't cry
Like I seen her in a dream last night
Surah Twelve,
Insha'Allah
we can read some time
Fly Angel,
Jibril know the speech don't lie
We speak louder with our hands and our feet sometime
I ain't got all the answers for the test
Should I study?
Hope I pass,
Will i fail?
Did I cheat on mine?
Ask the Judge,
not the Jury,
G-O-D know why
Get'em up!
Verse 2
Tougher than leather
But cuffed and arrested
Life in the belly
The guts and intestines
Not fuc&!n impressive
Who judges the felon
I'm stuck in a head wind
The Doc say I should sleep
With a couple Excedrin
But that's not how I feel (Phil),
Like the Uncle of Fresh Prince
I'm just trynna see a date
I need a Hubble
Where's Edwin?
Nothing extra
Got my bunk and my lessons
My mind, changing like the weather
Now the puppet is severed
Make a brother feel better
Pictures come with the letter
Rub Aladdin, so bad
I wish I'm fuc&!n her naked
Please forgive me of my sins
I pray I'm up in those heavens
'Cuz when I'm down here in Hell
I gotta tussle with devils
Talking about humping these hiefers and puffing that essence
Take these subjects from the rappers, they got nothing to reference
Cuttings' their melons
A life fearful of weapons
I dump a session
On a channel seven
Don't you touch at eleven
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3. |
Light Years Apart
04:02
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Verse 1
Even at night
I climb like an eagle in flight
And I ain't talking 'bout the feet in my Nikes
The only thing I own is my soul
I'm leasing my life
I'm grateful for the beans and the rice
Sometimes a cold pizza slice
Sonny listen (Liston)
These rhymes like Ali in a fight
Back against the ropes, swingin' precise
Hip Hop
Miracles we perform on the spot
To your ears
We're like uni-corn on the cob
Let the wind breathe through my lungs
My heart, beat a drum
The universal pulse you can feel, fingers and thumbs
I layed the bricks in layers, between it was mud
A wise man said "You build, the people will come"
Ibrahim built the Kaabah, you can see'em on Hajj
All Praise to The Lord of the Worlds, we orbit the sun
Grew up North of the Slum
The Factories tortured our lungs
But it still helped a grandmother raise her daughters and sons
With water and buns
The fortunate ones
Got corporate funds
You see this portrait is hung
If the record is a smash,
I can still survive
I bet you rappers gettin' shattered into porcelain crumbs
Don't believe the hype,
gas is the formula one
Politics stab in the back,
and fork in the tongue
It's the Red, White and Blue
on the Fourth of the Month
They say you can come
Depending on what border you're from
Verse 2
Binary Star
Born in Pontiac
light a cigar
The Chief factories,
preparing the cars
Work life, very hard
From here to Rome,
Hayes Jones let the medal spark
Pinklon In the ring
fighting heavy arms
Swinging like Tiger with pars
Silverdome Lions
Hike Barry yards
Giant or dwarf
The problems at large
When the monetary far
Aint a damn thing was like hardy har
Bribing the narcs
The partisan fraud
Liquor stores and churches line boulevards
No pulling library cards
No dollars for art
The scholarships cost
A Military garb
Momma's cry very hard
Please don't let me die in her arms!
Buried in cemetary parks
The Mortuaries dark
From the street Beef
like dairy farms
My diet was hog
I'm Getting high with the squad
Soon to be X-rated
like the Tribe of Shabazz
The word 'Freedom' was a lie of course
Where Penitentiary guards
In the Slam,
like Gary Heart-
These Legendary bars
like Iron Starks
Solitary thoughts
Carry my heart,
a cage
Now You know why this Canary darts
Do I site a mirage?
science or God?
Like it or not
Bite it or bark
We' next to bat,
like a Stephen King Saint Bernard
Poetry,
my very art
Recording behind a garage
Honest expressions from the very start
It's bitter sweet
like cherry tart
Check-
Reality Harsh
Conquistadors,
not sorry to March
Wolfman Jack Heads
die in the car
No time to resolve
That's How they revolve
Light years apart
And that's only the half
Binary Star
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4. |
Clusters
04:18
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I DONT MIND TAKING PICS, SHAKING HANDS
I TRY TO SHOW LOVE EVERYTIME I CAN
ME AND ALL THE REAL FANS UNDERSTAND
IT CAN BE A GIRL, WOMAN, BOY OR MAN
IF ACTING LIKE A GROUPIE IS NOT THE PLAN
THEY DONT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT AN ILL ADVANCE
THEY JUST WANT A PIECE OF THE SONG AND DANCE
THE GO AROUND, COME AROUND FOR THE NEXT BAND
Verse 1
One day I'm trynna chill
Yo D, let's hit the club
not to rock, just because
I get inside the club no push, no shove
It was all love
All pounds, all hugs
Now we' in the house like the Poltergeist ghost
It's open mic night, here come the open mic host
You know the type he walking over like,
"Lo! I know you gon' spit a flow tonight"
I'm like "Nope!"
I didn't mean to get ya' hopes up
I just showed up
To get me out my seat right now,
you need a tow truck
He walked away with his glass to the rim,
but came back when it was empty and he asked me again,
I said,
"I'm just trynna chill!"
He didn't really get it,
off that liquor he's persistent
I guess he had in his head, I'm kicking the raps for a living
And real emcees, should be able to rap at any given
Apparently his iPod worked automatically
but now He thinks I'm arrogant acting unsatisfactory
and now the fan of me
is mad at me and family
attacking me with insults
it's actually insanity
I stood gravity and smiled no cavity
He didn't wanna battle me
It ended it all happily
So now I dedicate this one to the groupie
and Charlie Brown nose
All on my Snoopy
Verse 2
Known for spittin' flim flam,
from Water land to Rotterdam
Got'em jumpin' out the wagon like a Amish man
I'm at the show with my lady beaver,
'Got-dam' (goddamn)!
Translation- I'm at the beach with a pile of sand
Get your mind outta the garbage can
We seen a fan,
said she wanted my baby and needed Sonogram
She couldn't see my lady standing there, a hologram
This was a dime piece, my lady wanna Kill a gram (kilogram)
You can have up to four in Islam
But I ain't having that conversation, your phone number contraband
Musta slipped it in my pocket when she asked me to dance
I got a thorough exam,
minus the polygraph
It makes sense using logic and math
But more simple like Doc Seuss,
Green eggs without the ham
No love slave,
King from the motherland
Next day I seen her on my timeline,
follow back.
FRIENDS AND FAM CAN HANG
IT'S ALL CHEERS WHEN NOBODY GOTTA ASK YOUR NAME
AND I LOVE ALL THE FANS THE SAME
IF YOU CAME TO THE SHOW, THEM I'M GLAD YOU CAME
COME AGAIN
FRIENDS AND FAM CAN HANG
IT'S ALL CHEERS WHEN NOBODY GOTTA ASK YOUR NAME
AND I LOVE ALL THE FANS THE SAME
IF YOU CAME TO THE PARTY,
I'M GLAD YOU CAME
COME AGAIN
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Revolution
01:27
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6. |
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Verse 1
All aboard,
the love train leave,
betray reason
Perfect strangers and companions in the same evening
From the first day seeing now I can't explain
Still can't believe,
beauty sleeping while i'm daydreaming
Pinch of cinnamon,
wake up,
begin again
Love stories never end
It's time to use my pen again
Hundreds of rhymes I was anxious to buss
Now a days when we touch, body sacred and such
Taking care of your health
How you live, how you carry yourself
How we enjoy the same books on the shelf
Plus I love the face you make, when I whew in your ear
Be like, even when I'm kissing you I'm being sincere
That means, even when we kick it in the scene or the crib
Got me buzzin off the smile, I don't need me a beer
Connected minds over matter, we don't need to be here
Why fight it
Wi Fi
when the signal is clear
Verse 2
My mind puzzled, I was incomplete
But little did I know you were the missing piece
Not a sweet snack,
more like a dinner feast
Lady in the streets,
in the jungle she a different beast
So discreet
Her lifestyle no deceit
Many overlook
'Cuz she's an open book,
and they don't read
Once upon a time let me proceed
Slow speed
In between the lines let's us go deep
You know how rare it is,
Happy ending narratives
Ferris wheels spinning
ain't got nothing in comparison
A heart afflicted
once guarded by missile defenses
But Neither one of us
believe in coincidences
Dont judge the book by the cover or skin
It's only alive,
when the heart is in
A thousand percent
You inspire love birds to follow the wind
The Queen of Sheeba inspired songs, by Solomon's pen
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Space
03:53
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When the light turn green
I'll be damned, if I don't GO!
Rhyme may be Tom Brady with the Spiral throw
In ya chest
Never mind, we ain't find no gold
Me and Mines Forty Nine,
hella Rice get thrown
I ain't Lion
I'm sharper than a Rhino's nose
'Til Infinty!
Shout out my Hiero folks
Was it First, Second or Third?
See I (Eye) don't know?
Pay attention,
'Cuz sum timez, a whino know
My little girl don't wanna cry no mo'
Me neither
Crack a smile,
like a little crocodile I know
All is mines spelled backwards as if I don't know
They be looking for the left,
well it's right on Lo
You don't need a spotlight to keep ya eyes on both
We da baddest mof#c&@s let the rivals know
We can chop it up,
flip it like Taekwondo
Straight from New Yak City
but we do love Mo'
(Mo' cities, like Ferguson Mo, Motown, etc)
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The Last Supper Nova
05:09
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Chorus:
Some things change
Some things remain, the same
Since the Old School, New James
As he flew through the pages
He turned into a caped crusader
Now he's off on his new thang
He's the Caped Crusader
THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER X 6
Verse 1
Knew from the Genesis I had to make an Exodus
Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, checklist
You Joshua's wanna judge me 'cuz I'm Ruthless
Uncle Sam, you well
He strategize the movements
Two Kings, is drama so
I spit Chronicle Chronicle
Ezra never mind a Nehemiah when i write it tho
Tobit Judy a cutey
Sold her body for money
But God loves Esther,
Fred use to call her ugly
Cold as I-C-E
Cube, who's the Mac-abee?
(A man)
The church say Hooo!
That's my J-O-B
I hold mics in my palm
Rock Goliath with every Psalm
Proverbial tongue,
Songs of Sulaiman
Belong in a book of Wisdom
Sirach-ness
Isaiah Thomas guarding my points and Prophets (profits)
Balling for sport?
Think Jordan in Carolina
Recording my rare assignment
When I'm bored with Jeremiah
I try again Ezekiel,
What if Daniel Lion den?
I'm like, no way Hosea when i find a pen
Oh well,
farewell,
Joel-
peep the syllable
Famous Amos people
Obadiah
individual
Flow take you deeper than Jonah
It's so abysmal
In lieu (Lou)
still get this signal Ferrigno
Micah poems,
on Microphones,
for you to consume
It's hard to stay tuned
Some people be knowing Nahum
Habakkuk,
Zephaniah,
Haggai,
and Zachariah
Let's take it back to the top,
shout out to Malachi
These Old Testaments from Decompoze and Zhaoski the Prodigy
The words out of me, harmony prophecy
And shout out,
to all the ones who never doubted me
Eyes once blind,
now i see how it gotta be
Chorus:
Some things change
Some things remain, the same
Since the Old School, New James
As he flew through the pages
He turned into a caped crusader
Now he's off on his new thang
He's the Caped Crusader
THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER, THUMPER X 6
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This is a true story, about a young man who once read a book.
You could tell by the way he looked, he was shook.
His head started thumping,
His heart started jumping,
He walked into the booth looking for a savior
And he returned, the Caped Crusader
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Verse 2
Its nothing like the textbooks in the classroom,
these testaments brand new
They add to,
subtract to,
divide you,
Math you (Matthew)
That's when the footprints took a step in the dark
Now the poison from the dart,
already leaving its Mark
Some Luke warm water
meant to wash off the stains
Really pissed off John,
'cuz it stayed the same
Like rappers touring Rome,
doing Acts like Romans
Corinthians another Corinthians
What a bonus!
Galatians!
Inspiration
In my pages
Ephesians!
Pledge allegiance,
to my Thesis
Flip these Phillippian files for you Colossians
If these files rated X
man, I'm still Colossus
Shout out to Thes One
Timothy Two
Baatin was the Titus
And Dilla's the Proof
Some believe it when they see it in Philemon
Or like when a preachers voice be like James Earl Jones when he's speaking
Peter Piper,
Peter Pan.
Pope John Paul,
Told John Doe,
he was a John Claude Van Damn!
I hate to be a Rude Jude,
I know that's your man
But love was lost in the translation
My Revelation
(pardon my HEBREW)
Because I basically left(out) Ecclesiastes #Bible
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Verse 1
Communication is an art
You knew my first love was a treasure in my heart,
Maybe jealous from the start, but...
You ever consider, you caught my eye when I was with her?
But now you cry a river, ask me if I ever miss her
Most of the time, you're the one to bring her name up
Caught us in the studio, I had to step my game up
Wondering if that's the only time we ever banged, whaaat?
Now it's a problem if I don't answer the phone, or if I say "I'll hit you right back."
Think I'm seeing her again? I told you, "It ain't like that"
Your friends tell you how
she be in other States
when I travel and make moves,
That's why I never take you.
That saying ain't true
Touring ain't a luxury
They only front on me, 'cuz misery loves company
Strings in a puppetry
Monkey do,
Moneky see
You gotta keep it sucker-free
'Cuz baby, you're the one for me
It's getting ugly,
I can't take no mo'
Your moms in the Biz,
time to roll- K Solo
Nosey like a private eye-spy taking photo's
Instagram, Facebook, friend request, Un Uh!
Winners never quit, so I ain't about to lose
Why can't I have you both?
You say I gotta choose
So immo take her back,
hoping that the shit stop
'Cuz who I'm talking 'bout y'all is...
HipHop
Verse 2
You're not dramatic
but you're photogenic,
cinematic
Lights, camera, action,
but it's more than tits and asses
Pitter patter
a little banter
with chitter chatter
Systematic
midnight tracking
like Pips and Gladys
I dig her planet
asked the Lady bug to visit Saturn
Victim of this mistress madame?
Let's say I fit the magnum
P.I.
lift the status
way above position average
Court you like Jordan scoring passes in the Piston palace
Or 'lando'
without the Magic tricks for kids and rabbits.
We move mountians, hills and valleys
Coming rivers rapids
Please don't get it twisted backwards
Unless you're mixing and matching
different magnets
but still
opposites
attracting
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Ayo I came in November,
black slave on a river
Shame on a nigga
King James on a sinner
Wu Tang said it,
Rza grave for a digga
Maybe pour a lil' liquor,
piss stains on a liver
He used to be the man when he came in the building
But he jumped out
and left his pain on the window
Bummer
He looking for the change I can give him
Not the speech Obama,
that campaign don't deliver
My words shine brighter than the page on a kindle
Over these beats,
they bump like the shave on a nigga
You taper and fade,
just like the blades on the Clippers
Ain't no Devils in my Jersey,
I'm playing with the Pistons
Cross over,
but stay in my lane when i dribble
Like Eminem and Juice
when they came to the scribble
Scrabble these words,
I'm in your brains with the riddles
You can tell that commissioner,
they' waitin' on the emblem
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One Be Lo Pontiac, Michigan
One Be Lo is a HipHop writer/emcee/producer from Pontiac Michigan, currently living in Cairo, Egypt.
Contact One Be Lo if interested writing, production, performances, book readings or workshops.
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