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EARS APART

by Binary Star

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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
2.
Saddle Light 03:42
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
3.
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
4.
Clusters 04:18
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
5.
Revolution 01:27
6.
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
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)
8.
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 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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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BINARY STAR = People will listen to LIGHTY and EARS APART and think it's one album, but in reality it's two albums that revolve around each other, and that's how they shine.

THE TWO HEADED DRAGON = One Be Lo and OneManArmy of Binary Star breathes fire, blows flames.

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released August 24, 2018

BINARY STAR
Two Stars that revolve around each other. They may appear to be one.

AUTOCONS
OneManArmy, The Tyrant, DMT, Gas Mask, Big Twinning

TRACK 1: Big Dipper
FEATURES: Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer & Courtney Wheaton-Peck
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid Sulaiman, Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer & Courtney Wheaton-Peck
BEATBOX: Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
VOCALS: Courtney Wheaton-Peck
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 2: Saddle Light
FEATURES: Wayman
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & Wayman
BEAT MAKER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
VOCALS: Wayman
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 3: Light Years Apart
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 4: Clusters
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
ELECTRIC BASS: Emily Rogers
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David "DMT" Vied
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 5: Revolution
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid Sulaman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
SP 404: Gas Mask
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 6: Gemini Gem in eye
FEATURES: Jason Berry
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & Jason Berry
BEAT MAKER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
VOCALS: Jason Berry
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: Nahshid Sulaiman
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 7: Space
FEATURES DJ Virus
SONG WRITERS
Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
ADDITIONAL DRUMS: Tate McBroom
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 8: The Last Supper Nova aka Thumper aka The Caped Crusader aka The King James Diversion
FEATURES: CoCo Buttafli
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: Gas Mask
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
VOCALS: Nahshid Sulaiman
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: CoCo Buttafli
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 9: Saturn Rings Sad Turn Around
FEATURES: David 'DMT' Vied & Obed Sucarri
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & David 'DMT' Vied
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: OneManArmy
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
VOCALS: David 'DMT' Vied
CONGAS: Obed Sucarri
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

TRACK 10: Orion
FEATURES: Kodac & RoSpit
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman, Matthew 'Kodac' Caffey & Cecil 'RoSpit' Coit
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
MPC 2000 XL: OneManArmy
DRUMS: Tate McBroom
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL

ALBUM ART
PAINTING Jack Shure
DIGITAL Wizwon
DRAWING Naim Nahshid
TYPOGRAPHY AND LAYOUT Cooper Neil

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