Lone Catalysts Lyrics
| Song | Lone Catalysts |
| Artist | Lone Catalysts |
| Album | Hip Hop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, it's the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the -lysts | |
| Yo, I'm just a solo MC, it's like this | |
| Rawls makes the beats that make you shake your hips | |
| Lone to the Cata, Cata to the -lysts | |
| Yo, Lone to the Cata, Cata to the -lysts | |
| Experimentin with styles like scientists | |
| No matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| Cause it's the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the -lysts | |
| [VERSE 1: J. Sands] | |
| Yo, it all began around '84, snatchin candy out the bus store | |
| Now&Laters, Lemonheads, then we fled through backyards | |
| Duckin police, shorties were trackstars | |
| Hoppin fences, dividin candy on the benches | |
| Is what we did, ???? jocks and color tube socks | |
| Huffies were the shit, I pop a Willie and go two blocks | |
| Easy, without fallin, Stevie took his ball when | |
| We did pick him for hoopin, 21 Chicago | |
| I rocked 33, I was Kareem without the goggles | |
| Ridin skateboards downhills made wheels wobble | |
| The fast life, niggas get stuck with broken bottles | |
| My cousin Pablo got bagged for coke and wrote a novel | |
| Saturday, put the tape in the radio | |
| So I could dub the latest from Flash and Kurtis Blow | |
| From 'The Breaks' to 'The Message' I learned every word | |
| Yo check it, I'm in the shower rockin rhymes butt-naked | |
| The birth of a MC at the age of 13 | |
| Right before crack turned dimes to burnt fiends | |
| Hip-hop was like the beatuy in the Jet magazine | |
| Had me open, addicted to rap like chain smokin | |
| Writin rhymes everywhere I went, havin older cats bent | |
| Sayin shortie 13 will represent | |
| So realize this wasn't just a one-night stand | |
| Cause I seduce ears infinitely once rhymes land | |
| Nowadays LP's just might have one nice jam, and a remix | |
| But 85 is just too blind to see this | |
| I didn't plan to be this, I was mathematically implanted in time | |
| With a ???? wind | |
| Yo, is you with me? Cause Babylon be always out to get we | |
| The black cops about 50-50 | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [VERSE 2: J. Sands] | |
| Aiyo, a lotta cats can only see the bad in rap | |
| Matter of fact, they only focus on what it lacks | |
| Yeah, I know about the frontin MC's, and yeah, they wack | |
| Plus the jokers who be makin the tracks, but check it, black | |
| Politickin ain't gon' take nothin back, so keep it movin | |
| Be a contribution to hip hop, that's what we're losin | |
| Let the seeds know about Soulsonic, Mantronix | |
| Rock Steady, Fab Five Freddy, Busy Bee, Moe Dee | |
| And how BDP taught 'Poetry' | |
| Plus we can't forget the DJ's and graffiti | |
| If you agree, then please proceed to follow me | |
| I take you through dimensions, just lend me your attention | |
| So you can make your own comprehension of what I mention | |
| See, knowledge is power, wisdom's used as the extension | |
| To make the understanding more clearer is my intention | |
| So head's gon' be left out hangin in suspension like a lynchin | |
| A lotta cats rhymes' are full of tension | |
| Can't even walk the block without the bodyguards and henchmen | |
| Paranoid and always flinchin, even your crew talkin dissentient | |
| They see the 'masquerade' like George Benson | |
| Lone Catalysts, strategists of the new world | |
| I used to love H.E.R. too, but now I'm focused in on you | |
| Cause you will be the one who takes us to the next millennium | |
| The Most High controls the universe like a pendulum | |
| Swingin back and forth, forth and back and forth | |
| Balancin nine planets on a circular course | |
| There's no remorse, MC's need to carry the weight | |
| And bury the hate, and realize these are serious stakes | |
| No time to waste, cause we're livin in a high-tech state | |
| So listen close, so there won't be no debate | |
| [CHORUS] |
| zuo qu : Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, it' s the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Yo, I' m just a solo MC, it' s like this | |
| Rawls makes the beats that make you shake your hips | |
| Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Yo, Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Experimentin with styles like scientists | |
| No matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| Cause it' s the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| VERSE 1: J. Sands | |
| Yo, it all began around ' 84, snatchin candy out the bus store | |
| Now Laters, Lemonheads, then we fled through backyards | |
| Duckin police, shorties were trackstars | |
| Hoppin fences, dividin candy on the benches | |
| Is what we did, nbsp???? jocks and color tube socks | |
| Huffies were the shit, I pop a Willie and go two blocks | |
| Easy, without fallin, Stevie took his ball when | |
| We did pick him for hoopin, 21 Chicago | |
| I rocked 33, I was Kareem without the goggles | |
| Ridin skateboards downhills made wheels wobble | |
| The fast life, niggas get stuck with broken bottles | |
| My cousin Pablo got bagged for coke and wrote a novel | |
| Saturday, put the tape in the radio | |
| So I could dub the latest from Flash and Kurtis Blow | |
| From ' The Breaks' to ' The Message' I learned every word | |
| Yo check it, I' m in the shower rockin rhymes buttnaked | |
| The birth of a MC at the age of 13 | |
| Right before crack turned dimes to burnt fiends | |
| Hiphop was like the beatuy in the Jet magazine | |
| Had me open, addicted to rap like chain smokin | |
| Writin rhymes everywhere I went, havin older cats bent | |
| Sayin shortie 13 will represent | |
| So realize this wasn' t just a onenight stand | |
| Cause I seduce ears infinitely once rhymes land | |
| Nowadays LP' s just might have one nice jam, and a remix | |
| But 85 is just too blind to see this | |
| I didn' t plan to be this, I was mathematically implanted in time | |
| With a nbsp???? wind | |
| Yo, is you with me? Cause Babylon be always out to get we | |
| The black cops about 5050 | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| Aiyo, a lotta cats can only see the bad in rap | |
| Matter of fact, they only focus on what it lacks | |
| Yeah, I know about the frontin MC' s, and yeah, they wack | |
| Plus the jokers who be makin the tracks, but check it, black | |
| Politickin ain' t gon' take nothin back, so keep it movin | |
| Be a contribution to hip hop, that' s what we' re losin | |
| Let the seeds know about Soulsonic, Mantronix | |
| Rock Steady, Fab Five Freddy, Busy Bee, Moe Dee | |
| And how BDP taught ' Poetry' | |
| Plus we can' t forget the DJ' s and graffiti | |
| If you agree, then please proceed to follow me | |
| I take you through dimensions, just lend me your attention | |
| So you can make your own comprehension of what I mention | |
| See, knowledge is power, wisdom' s used as the extension | |
| To make the understanding more clearer is my intention | |
| So head' s gon' be left out hangin in suspension like a lynchin | |
| A lotta cats rhymes' are full of tension | |
| Can' t even walk the block without the bodyguards and henchmen | |
| Paranoid and always flinchin, even your crew talkin dissentient | |
| They see the ' masquerade' like George Benson | |
| Lone Catalysts, strategists of the new world | |
| I used to love H. E. R. too, but now I' m focused in on you | |
| Cause you will be the one who takes us to the next millennium | |
| The Most High controls the universe like a pendulum | |
| Swingin back and forth, forth and back and forth | |
| Balancin nine planets on a circular course | |
| There' s no remorse, MC' s need to carry the weight | |
| And bury the hate, and realize these are serious stakes | |
| No time to waste, cause we' re livin in a hightech state | |
| So listen close, so there won' t be no debate | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò qǔ : Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo, it' s the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Yo, I' m just a solo MC, it' s like this | |
| Rawls makes the beats that make you shake your hips | |
| Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Yo, Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| Experimentin with styles like scientists | |
| No matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| Cause it' s the Lone to the Cata, Cata to the lysts | |
| VERSE 1: J. Sands | |
| Yo, it all began around ' 84, snatchin candy out the bus store | |
| Now Laters, Lemonheads, then we fled through backyards | |
| Duckin police, shorties were trackstars | |
| Hoppin fences, dividin candy on the benches | |
| Is what we did, nbsp???? jocks and color tube socks | |
| Huffies were the shit, I pop a Willie and go two blocks | |
| Easy, without fallin, Stevie took his ball when | |
| We did pick him for hoopin, 21 Chicago | |
| I rocked 33, I was Kareem without the goggles | |
| Ridin skateboards downhills made wheels wobble | |
| The fast life, niggas get stuck with broken bottles | |
| My cousin Pablo got bagged for coke and wrote a novel | |
| Saturday, put the tape in the radio | |
| So I could dub the latest from Flash and Kurtis Blow | |
| From ' The Breaks' to ' The Message' I learned every word | |
| Yo check it, I' m in the shower rockin rhymes buttnaked | |
| The birth of a MC at the age of 13 | |
| Right before crack turned dimes to burnt fiends | |
| Hiphop was like the beatuy in the Jet magazine | |
| Had me open, addicted to rap like chain smokin | |
| Writin rhymes everywhere I went, havin older cats bent | |
| Sayin shortie 13 will represent | |
| So realize this wasn' t just a onenight stand | |
| Cause I seduce ears infinitely once rhymes land | |
| Nowadays LP' s just might have one nice jam, and a remix | |
| But 85 is just too blind to see this | |
| I didn' t plan to be this, I was mathematically implanted in time | |
| With a nbsp???? wind | |
| Yo, is you with me? Cause Babylon be always out to get we | |
| The black cops about 5050 | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| Aiyo, a lotta cats can only see the bad in rap | |
| Matter of fact, they only focus on what it lacks | |
| Yeah, I know about the frontin MC' s, and yeah, they wack | |
| Plus the jokers who be makin the tracks, but check it, black | |
| Politickin ain' t gon' take nothin back, so keep it movin | |
| Be a contribution to hip hop, that' s what we' re losin | |
| Let the seeds know about Soulsonic, Mantronix | |
| Rock Steady, Fab Five Freddy, Busy Bee, Moe Dee | |
| And how BDP taught ' Poetry' | |
| Plus we can' t forget the DJ' s and graffiti | |
| If you agree, then please proceed to follow me | |
| I take you through dimensions, just lend me your attention | |
| So you can make your own comprehension of what I mention | |
| See, knowledge is power, wisdom' s used as the extension | |
| To make the understanding more clearer is my intention | |
| So head' s gon' be left out hangin in suspension like a lynchin | |
| A lotta cats rhymes' are full of tension | |
| Can' t even walk the block without the bodyguards and henchmen | |
| Paranoid and always flinchin, even your crew talkin dissentient | |
| They see the ' masquerade' like George Benson | |
| Lone Catalysts, strategists of the new world | |
| I used to love H. E. R. too, but now I' m focused in on you | |
| Cause you will be the one who takes us to the next millennium | |
| The Most High controls the universe like a pendulum | |
| Swingin back and forth, forth and back and forth | |
| Balancin nine planets on a circular course | |
| There' s no remorse, MC' s need to carry the weight | |
| And bury the hate, and realize these are serious stakes | |
| No time to waste, cause we' re livin in a hightech state | |
| So listen close, so there won' t be no debate | |
| CHORUS |
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