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IT'S THE RETURN OF THE DRAGON
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO MELT YOUR PLASTIC, BURN YOUR FLESH TO ASHES
IT'S THE RETURN, THE RETURN
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO MELT YOUR PLASTIC, LYRICS MELT YOUR PLASTIC
IT'S THE RETURN OF THE DRAGON
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO BURN YOUR, LYRICS BURN YOUR FLESH TO ASHES
WE DONT NEED NO WATER LET THAT MUTH@FU&&@ BURN!!!
Verse 1-
Don't call me muth@fu&&@
want ya daughter instead
I keep coming like a million sperm
stalking a egg
Turn the beat up
You scream, bobbing your head
Ice cream (I scream)
strawberries on top of the bread
Used to be a poor pauper,
improper to beg
Now the skills so proper,
people call to invest
Far from a millionaire,
but I'm far from the Red
Book shows, far from my nest,
deposit a check
When I talk about deals call a record exec
When you talk about deals,
you be calling the feds
Best rhyme I ever wrote,
I ain't thought of it yet
If the flow get any colder
bring a dog and a sled
On a good day
Worse case, pardon my stress
Even on a bad day,
Lo slaughter your best
Battle me, Off with your head!
you walk with the dead
Watch where you step,
I land mines off with your leg
BOOM!
Chorus-
IT'S THE RETURN OF THE DRAGON
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO MELT YOUR PLASTIC, BURN YOUR FLESH TO ASHES
IT'S THE RETURN, THE RETURN
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO MELT YOUR PLASTIC, LYRICS MELT YOUR PLASTIC
IT'S THE RETURN OF THE DRAGON
LYRICS HOT ENOUGH TO BURN YOUR, BURN YOUR FLESH TO ASHES
WE DONT NEED NO WATER LET THAT MUTH@FU&&@ BURN!!!
Verse 2
Burn!
Thats what I say to all the vultures
You ain't banging with the soldier
Rolling snake eyes, hanging with Cobra
The Game is over,
table folded
and Vegas is smoking
I'm not a saint,
I'm not an angel
but maybe I'm chosen
Muslim, Pagan or Romans
see me here saving the culture
I see you haters getting salty,
I savor the kosher
Sailors be soaking
cuz my tidal is swaying the ocean
With a broken language
maybe vulgar
I'm taking Shit over!
Somewhere between Leo the Lion
The Belt you see on Orion
A Phoenix flying
A Dragon breathing fire
On the horizon
I be inspired
Just in case you need a reminder
Who's beaming the brightest
It's not a secret,
it's science
One be Lo the heavens
My lyrics in binary coded letters
So reflective
Ending with o and x's
And if you' from the dark it's translated from the heart double stars
Me Tarzan, jugular, juggling jungle bars
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Enecsehtnokcabllup
03:32
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I never slip while these loose lips losing their GRIP
My FINGER TIPS on a rap script, usually FLIP
Flop, SPLASH lake and rivers
ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS
The spotlight show a SHADOW PUPPET making FIGURES
Markers and spray caps GET UP on train tracks
I'm nice with sound waves, I hear'em and WAVE back
The only time you hear me (complain) come plane, I sky dive
It's so live,
they rank me on top like HIGH FIVES
Some haters wanna BLOCK my flow in the pipeline
So I STRIKE like the HEIMLICH, twice in a lifetime
MANEUVER with the breeze and SQUEEZE the grapevine
Any foes that OPPOSE the planet of Ape kind
No time to PAUSE,
Wolverine CLAWS
or Chris Webber's on baselines,
when I say rhymes, they never TIME OUT
Elbows and needles on the table when I dine out
HOLDING my nuts,
John Hancock
SIGNATURE (ride) WRITE out
Verse 2
I'm in the RING like PINKY
Thomas in a title bout
INDEX
POINT out how you SORE THUMBS sticking out
Me and my LEFT HAND man's
when the FIST come out
PUNCH lines and Karate CHOP a BEATDOWN
PEACE to haters in the bigger crowd
You ain't fly,
that BIRD
like a MIDDLE FINGER
on a child
SNAP out of it and hear the sound
I know she like it when I SLAP her on the booty when I %ick it down
It's like don't stop
get it now
HITTING like a soul POUND
FEEL it like a DJ
SCRATCHING when it go round
Never get a THUMBS down
PRAISE to the Most High
REACHING above clouds,
to REACH crowds
We ain't looking for HAND OUTS
Or CLAPS from the black clouds
How we TOUCH man, woman and child?
Not a PEDOPHILE
I won't settle down
I'm always outta town
PUSH cars, Hella miles
Bars stay clean like a RUB a dub
SCRUB and MASSAGE
Straight out the tub,
PAT me with a towel
HANDS DOWN,
one of the best to PRESS play
I can THROW up,
THROW down,
but I don't rep gangs
On the boulevard
Would you rather see a string on a PUPPET who looks hard?
Or PLUCKED on a guitar?
I speak SIGN LANGUAGE its the gift with words
He used to Rip Van Winkle,
but I PINCHED his nerves
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Astrolalology
02:25
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Verse one
Mosquito!
Talking brand new,
but we know its pre-owned
What a cheapo
You're twirling in your own sink hole
Torpedos,
you Fugees know the Scor-pio
You ain't the captain, but your Titanic soaked Leo
Fly people,
Trapped on the movie screen door
When the seeds grow, UH OH!
Time to feed (see more) Seymour
Chilies and Jalapeños
Some pico de gayo
On Cinco de Mayo
Ohio, Toledo
I'm so bonito
Chica's they want freak show
I asked about El Nino
She tell Chico
She got enough tools in the shed for Home Depot
I wish you would (wood) Negro
That's how it gotta be tho'
(Ceelo) See Lo?
On a See Saw?
I don't think so
It's Kimbo in a Limo
verse DeVito in a Beetle
It don't matter how much diesel,
the One-Zero-Zero...
Bad mutha-hush
hero stuntin' like Knievel
Verse two
Fresher than Will, Phil and Hilary
My enemies, consider me artillery
Concealing me, I simmer heat
Engineer a sentence,
it's not a simple assembly
Beware of the industry,
I prepare'm for dinner treat
Kill or be killed season,
I lemon squeeze,
Limousine's
Nigga please,
you need lip-syncing (sinking) with Listerine
With the jawbone Samson
you Philistines
Wanna be the man?
you hit a queen,
you feel a sting
The remedies' in the lab
Really with chemistry
we kill emcees
Lyrically, Metaphorically, Simile
Like it or not,
My dynasty clock a century
Memories,
mentally,
light bulb utilities
Lo and Silla G,
not identically but symmetry,
Compatibility,
mathematically a trilogy
Or Treasury
Bury me a music library
Binary til' they're feeling me
Or cemetery digging me
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Low End Theory
03:28
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Verse 1
Hip Hop!
Turn my back on you?
Never think I'd wear a cloak,
With a dagger
Trynna stab on you
All I ever did was brag on you
You're the Queen
when we stand in your presence we should clap for you
Brown, Red, White, Black, Yellow
B Boys, B Girls in their stance for you, dance for you
Bomb the city with the cans for you
Emcee's wanna scrap for you,
Rappers pull their gats on you
You just love us all back don't you?
Purple Hearts in the casket,
A couple in the Ash for you
Jam Master Jay scratch for you
J Dilla on the pads for you,
What more can we ask from you?
Corporations would blackball you
Now they ask for you,
spend cash for you
I'm glad for you
Everybody and their momma in the land know you
Parents understand,
even the Preacher lay his hands on you.
Verse 2
Styles free like Masonry
We're the Brotherhood
On some other shit
Waiting on the Mothership
From another world Y'all ain't discovered yet
Two stars that revolve like a gun, no clip
Outlaw with the tongue, Aww shit!
Pull crowds like McGraw
They give up the draws quick
Wild West and anybody can fall vic
Whether it's 'tim' or 'torious'
The Walls get greater then the ones in China
The ones inside us
That keep us divided
We make up, and break up like Berlin
Waitin' on the day that world end
Standin' in the face of the whirlwind
Still makin'em Earl Flynn
Maybe your sis, maybe your girlfriend
Poet tree (poetry) with a third limb
So it ain't hard to rise
Climb or shine,
Spit more rhyme design,
Even the blind,
Easy to find,
Feel it
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Star Burst feat. Bre Maa
02:38
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On a scale of one to ten,
The rating is ten
Tracks bump like the brotha man,
shaving his chin
Scratch that
And I ain't gotta say it again
Bring it back
The DeeJay playing our sh!t
Binary Star taking request,
you made a wish
All Praise to the Creator who made it exist
Every man, angel and jinn
Or Alien ships
I don't wanna wait 'til the end, to pray and repent
I don't wanna stay in the pen, I hated them pigs
Look again,
free as a bird
My cape in the wind
If these rhymes over ya' head,
Don't take it offense
I'm on a plane,
playing these gigs
And paying my rent
Bonjour!
Why you say it in French?
Don't even trip
We're on tour taking these pics
Say 'cheese'
maybe it's Swiss,
A day in Berlin
Came back home,
n!gg@s look in' at us like we ain't did sh!t
I remain grateful to live
As long as I'm able to give
Let me say it again
Yo i'm grateful and I'm able to give
Hunger pains everyday that I spit
Every moment is a major event
Sixteen, growing gray in my head
Sixteen years later
still in this game,
we're playing to win
But we ain't playing around,
We' running in a race against Big Ben
My second wind just came in
No you supercilious rappers just can't win
I make the buffet end
On a one day binge
Just say when?
Inspired when I puff that sh!t
Had me feeling all tired man,
flush that sh!t
I don't even wanna touch that sh!t
It's like porno
She see me on a flier, wanna duck that sick
'Cuz she think I got money,
wish the f%ck I did
Gimme love
You never know how much that is
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Chorus-
HOW MANY SERVANTS?
HOW MANY SERPENTS?
HOW MANY SERMONS?
HOW MANY STOPS?
HOW MANY HURDLES?
HOW MANY HURT US?
HOW MANY SHOTS?
HOW MANY HEARD IT?
HOW MANY MURDERS?
HOW MANY VERDICTS?
HOW MANY FIFTIES?
HOW MANY CURTIS?
STAR LIGHT
STAR BRIGHT
YOU'RE THE FIRST STAR, THAT I SEEN TONIGHT
YOU'RE THE FIRST STAR, THAT I SEEN TONIGHT
Verse 1
I'll talk to you later
Nobody better with hands,
I'm calling up David
Beats so dope
When the spot get raided
Immo tell'em when they weigh it
It's an Autocon favorite
Thoughts in my head
Like I'm Autobahn racing
All around the world,
What you know about (racists) races?
First place
From spaces,
To spaceships
Met a lot of people
from faceless,
To facelift
Late shift to day shift
We're working like Jamaicans
Jermaine
And Japan
We're glad you came
Catching a train,
But not after the chain
But it's still capital gain
I'm fanning the flame
Not a big fan of the fame
'Cuz when the Phantom came
They be at the Opera like,
'That Fat Lady can sang!'
And them curtains can hang
Bang! Bang!
You ain't hurtin' a thang
Now you the only person to blame
Dang
Chorus
HOW MANY SERVANTS?
HOW MANY SERPENTS?
HOW MANY SERMONS?
HOW MANY STOPS?
HOW MANY HURDLES?
HOW MANY HURT US?
HOW MANY SHOTS?
HOW MANY HEARD IT?
HOW MANY MURDERS?
HOW MANY VERDICTS?
HOW MANY FIFTIES?
HOW MANY CURTIS?
Verse 2
Its 50 plus one in the Milky Way
the stars spangled
Where the Caucasians and Marked natives were not neighbors
Pontiac,
It's hard labor without wages
Missing car payments its not ancient it's outrageous
Transportation
from subways to Bart Stations
Police, their joining the force,
siding with Darth Vader
You start waving a saber the bullets start spraying
Faces look human his hands ham, his heart bacon
We're in the hood,
they park
waiting to start chasing
Browns try to stand their ground,
the earth start quaking
When Trayvon went down,
his body started shaking
Everybody lost in the Matrix,
agents, dark plaintiffs
It's more beef than cows, mad and stark raving
You could call it Racism or Hatred
It's deeper than roots on Carnations and Forget-me-nots later
From Emmet til infinity
Grant, Martin and Davis
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UNIvsALL
03:19
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Verse 1
Look around, do my eyes mistake
Nice body from the hood, to the license plate
G shocked, at the time it takes
I knew in four minutes, She was fermented, with the finer taste
'Hi, my name is'
You know the lines we say
Introducing like Em, when he signed with Dre
That ain't usually how I operate
I'm not your typical
Unpredictable
Like the dice you shake
And this dime is a hive five,
six, nine
Point I'm trynna make,
let me figure eight (figurate)
Time and space
If she make a n!gg@ wait,
Let me find my faith
But if the contract is ready,
I would sign today
Got it from Who-
Dini
Let your mind escape
Don't concern what you heard through the vines with grapes
See these haters in the building?
Not me and my date
We're climbing new heights, like Jane with a primate
Verse 2
I know what you're about when the moon is out
That's why you got my telescope zoomin' out
Reminiscing the space where I seen it first
Thinking to myself,
"You and her, in the Universe"
Comets racing without a hesitation
No long distance or light years can separate us
Record date it so every year, we celebrate it
Super novas went bang bang,
They never made it
One man astronaut
fully decorated
Sun set the scene
You rise above expectations
I can't deny gravity
Allah in His Majesty
It's all by design like tapestry
That's your reflection on the wall in the gallery
Hanging like the brightest of'em all
in the galaxy
Nuclear reaction from the energy
it had to be
Atoms (Adams) and Eve,
We had to leave
and burn calories
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Galactica
03:34
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Verse 1
The desert ain't as hot as us
Tropical or 'Artica
Gotham City or Narnia
Populace Metropolis
I ain't trynna sound pessimist, more the opposite
Still in my prime, you ain't fuckin' wit my Optimus (optimist)
Rocking this for Anthropologists,
Osteologist
Building,
The Egyptologist
think of Obelisk
College Heads
see me washing tons
like the monument
Errogenous
with Esophagus,
you win a scholarship
When you see my Occupants
No communist or colonists
My continent like Ethiopia
nobody conquered it
we're dominate
Stronger than an Olive Oil compliment
Spinach with the Crutons
to go with the condiments
I'm confident
Bear (bare) arms like Pop Eye, or Octopus
no stopping us
A red octagon couldn't obstacle
Tell your optometrist to counterfeit your documents
My articles atomic patrticles,
naked to opticals
Verse 2
Now Immo break it down for you toddlers and scholars
Models,
shaped like bottles
Coke in nostrils
Hostile's
Keeping a Hostage
Sleeping in Hostels
Imposters
Lyrical mobsters
Give'em an Oscar
Fat lady don't just sing,
Give you an Opera
Even when I'm spitting my slang,
I'm thinking proper
Outside of the box
Bigger than Costco
This is Colossal
Picture Picasso
Spitting the gospel
Got a dozen apostles
One in a costume
Even if they try to cross Lo
That's like, crossing the street with your eyes closed
Aiming at an apple
On the head of Castro
Using a crossbow
In other words, that's impossible
Mission is Tom Cruise
Who the last Samauraii on your console?
Hater playing Oppossum
Skaters saying I'm awesome
One Be Lo
Colder than snow man,
I'm frosting
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Black Holes
05:39
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Chorus-
LET ME TAKE YOU TO THE LAND OF THE LEAST FAVORITE
VICTIMS REMAIN NAMELESS BUT TRIGGERS KNOWN TO BE FAMOUS
SELLING THEIR SOULS, LIKE SILVERDOME CHEAP PAPER
EVERY TIME YOU CLIMB
ALL THE CRABS WANNA BE NEIGHBORS
Verse 1
Cash rules everything
Around me a lot of fast food recipes
It's rather unhealthy
But hands dealt me this unwealthy
Now I'm the Chef, let's prepare to eat
These left-over and scrap foods
Settle beef around me
Life is like a classroom testing me
Stats schools never teach
Most likely,
Ivy Leagues for Ivories
Felonies for Ebonies
Tax, Scrooge never see
Steady B's lurking
it's a Jack move, petty thief
Never dreamed, bullets even blast through the Reverend King
Blowed away by Crack,
Methamphetamines
Grassroots, Hash, Mescaline
plus the Ecstasy around me
My Scrappy Doo pedigree's
Never had a chance
Crime fighters,
Fire Fighters,
Ambulance
Zoom to the ghetto scene
Pass through the belly beast
Set him free
Straight out the bathroom, smelly streets
Immune to stink
Trash you would never think
Cats who would never blink
Taboo, never speak
Rat food, cheddar cheese
That's who? Never me
I pass words cleverly,
Open Sesame
Verse, bursting' into flames
Match to the Kerosene
Rapping like you never seen
Making beats,
Making moves
All across the board,
trynna score
Checker King
Nefertiti Queen
Jumping everything
Chorus 2x's
LET ME TAKE YOU TO THE LAND OF THE LEAST FAVORITE
VICTIMS REMAIN NAMELESS BUT TRIGGERS KNOWN TO BE FAMOUS
SELLING THEIR SOULS, LIKE SILVERDOME CHEAP PAPER
EVERY TIME YOU CLIMB
ALL THE CRABS WANNA BE NEIGHBORS
I'M SWERVING POTHOLES IN THE STREET PAVEMENT
Verse 2
Can I kick it?
The crowds say, 'That's not a question!'
I rep' that Binary Star, that Honest Expression
Better with time like wine, comin' straight out the cellar
But I be slippin' Zam Zam comin' out the well ahhhh
Bring the beat back,
lace'em with the A Capella
Travel the world behind (sales) sails,
but I'm not Magellan
If I ever go Pop!
That mean I shot the Sherrif
I don't be acting like Pac!
But still I got the Welch's
We used to drink it in the church,
only God can help us
I found a path in the desert,
and started stepping
I'm still tested
I had to learn the hardest lesson
My daughter Mekkah,
now she playing in a part of Heaven
Call me a King in my grave,
but I ain't down with Elvis
That's like a flat chested girl in the House with Hefner
We're balling out of Las Vegas
like a runnin' rebel
Shaka Zu-
Lu da Cris-
Brown with the Um brella
Ella-
Fitzgerald mean I reign terror
Lo the big barrel on the battlefield
aim careful
How I handle bars?
Gotta say a motorcycle
Motor running
Motor City
Surviving a mortal combat
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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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