LIGHTY

by Binary Star

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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

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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Track Name: Bruce Libra feat. Ashley "Saywut!?" Moyer
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
Track Name: Enecsehtnokcabllup
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
Track Name: Astrolalology
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
Track Name: Low End Theory
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
Track Name: Star Burst feat. Bre Maa
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
Track Name: Shootin Stars feat. Gwaii
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
Track Name: UNIvsALL
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
Track Name: Galactica
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
Track Name: Black Holes
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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