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LIGHTY

by Binary Star

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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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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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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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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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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
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
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
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

about

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.

credits

released August 24, 2018

TRACK 1: Bruce Libra
FEATURES: Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEATBOX: Ashley 'SayWut' Moyer
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
DIDGERIDOO: Nahshid Sulaiman
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: David 'DMT' Vied
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 2: Enecsehtnokcabllup
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: David 'DMT' Vied
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 3: Astrolalology
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
TURNTABLE: DJ Disarm
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 4: Low End Theory
FEATURES: DJ King David
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: MTK
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
ELECTRIC BASS: Emily Rogers
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: DJ King David 1998 Interview snippet
ADDITIONAL DRUMS: OneManArmy & Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 5: Star Burst
FEATURES: Bre Maa
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & Bre Maa
BEAT MAKER: Unjust
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
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TRACK 6: Shootin Stars
FEATURES: Gwaii
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman & Gwaii Thyword
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
MPC 200XL: ONEMANARMY
VOCALS: Gwaii
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 7: UNIvsALL
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
KEYBOARD: OneManArmy
ADDITIONAL PERCUSSION: Tate McBroom
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 8: Galactica
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
VOCALS: Nahshid Sulaiman
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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TRACK 9: Black Holes
FEATURES: Obed Sucarri
SONG WRITERS: Nahshid 'One Be Lo' Sulaiman
BEAT MAKER: OneManArmy
CO PRODUCER: Autocons
TURNTABLE: Mario 'DJ Virus' Aguirre
ELECTRIC BASS: Tony Ozier
KEYBOARD: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
ELECTRIC GUITAR: David 'DMT' Vied
MPC 200XL: OneManArmy
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: Nahshid Sulaiman
DRUMS: Tony Ozier
CONGAS: Obed Sucarri
ARRANGER: GNRLsbLMNL
RECORDING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MIXING ENGINEER: Derek 'The Tyrant' Caraway
MASTERING ENGINEER: Denzel 'CONDUCTORWILLIAMS'
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: GNRLsbLMNL
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ALBUM ART
PAINTING: Jack Shure
DIGITAL: Wizwon
DRAWING: Naim Nahshid
TYPOGRAPHY AND LAYOUT: Cooper Neil
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BINARY STAR
Two Stars that revolve around each other. They may appear to be one.
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TWO HEADED DRAGON
One Be Lo lyrics
OneManArmy beats
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AUTOCONS
OneManArmy, The Tyrant, DMT, Gas Mask, Big Twinning
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