Binary Shuffle Lyrics
| Song | Binary Shuffle |
| Artist | Binary Star |
| Album | Masters of the Universe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : One Be Lo, Silla | |
| Do you want to hear about the money we got? (oh no) | |
| Talk about the people we shot? (oh no) | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? (oh no) | |
| Do you think what we saying' is fair? (oh yea) | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? (oh yea) | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? (oh yea) | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? (oh yea) | |
| Don't these wack emcees got to go? (oh yea) | |
| And when you flames want to tussle we got on the muscle | |
| Get you bustin' off walls, take 'em out in couples | |
| Snatch of the rock when you cats fumble | |
| Star hiding any stop when we do the shuffle | |
| Do the shuffle y'all do the shuffle (x4) | |
| Spark the fire, art supplier with hearts desire | |
| I knock 'em out the park hittin' like Mark McGuire | |
| My mobile dispenser for hire like Spencer | |
| Every mic I clench get sent on this adventure | |
| Captain of the seaship, rockin you seasick | |
| The beatkicks, I deep six your weak clip | |
| In the C with the industry | |
| You got potential, I got kinetic energy my embassy | |
| Drop the science on the M-I-C | |
| Mathematics, chemistry making history, a total mystery | |
| How we revolutionize like Revolts to Red Coats | |
| Binary Star got it locked like dead folks | |
| Let your hair soak in this tub of styles | |
| Even thugs aroused, missed the scrub's around | |
| Break it down to the last compound | |
| Surround your town pound with surround sound tell me how that sound | |
| So when we move through your suckle know we're double trouble | |
| And when you get gassed up we gonna bust your bubble | |
| Even the proudest of cats get made humble | |
| When they run upon a star and we do the shuffle | |
| do the shuffle y'all do the shuffle (x4) | |
| (my man) | |
| Silla is a dog at this, the rap Cujo | |
| Half of the star spanglin', dynamic duo | |
| You may not know me now but you will later | |
| My crew about to blow up like inflators | |
| What you tryin to shine got shrined to eclipse | |
| Yesterday had no kicks but today they on a iewng | |
| See a south in the spot spittin politics | |
| Attempting to rub elbows and have us pop flicks | |
| Getting in the mix don't even know the recipe | |
| You know my aptitude ain't no need for testing me | |
| Just move along now ain't nothing to see here | |
| We got this baby and we gonna be here | |
| and if we wanna knuckles we know how to hussle | |
| let you never see us sweat when we on the bussle | |
| keep it cool at whatever even while we struggle | |
| star shine, star and an S sign yo we still shuffle y'all | |
| Do the shuffle ya'll do the shuffle (x4) | |
| Do we talk about the money we got? (oh no) | |
| Talk about the people we shot? (oh no) | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? (oh no) | |
| Do you think what we saying is fair? (oh yea) | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? (oh yea) | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? (oh yea) | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? (oh yea) | |
| Don't these wack emcees got to go? (oh yea) | |
| do the shuffle ya'll do the shuffle (x4) | |
| (I'm doin it) (everbody do the shuffle) | |
| I tell ya I don't mind shuffling |
| zuo qu : One Be Lo, Silla | |
| Do you want to hear about the money we got? oh no | |
| Talk about the people we shot? oh no | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? oh no | |
| Do you think what we saying' is fair? oh yea | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? oh yea | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? oh yea | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? oh yea | |
| Don' t these wack emcees got to go? oh yea | |
| And when you flames want to tussle we got on the muscle | |
| Get you bustin' off walls, take ' em out in couples | |
| Snatch of the rock when you cats fumble | |
| Star hiding any stop when we do the shuffle | |
| Do the shuffle y' all do the shuffle x4 | |
| Spark the fire, art supplier with hearts desire | |
| I knock ' em out the park hittin' like Mark McGuire | |
| My mobile dispenser for hire like Spencer | |
| Every mic I clench get sent on this adventure | |
| Captain of the seaship, rockin you seasick | |
| The beatkicks, I deep six your weak clip | |
| In the C with the industry | |
| You got potential, I got kinetic energy my embassy | |
| Drop the science on the MIC | |
| Mathematics, chemistry making history, a total mystery | |
| How we revolutionize like Revolts to Red Coats | |
| Binary Star got it locked like dead folks | |
| Let your hair soak in this tub of styles | |
| Even thugs aroused, missed the scrub' s around | |
| Break it down to the last compound | |
| Surround your town pound with surround sound tell me how that sound | |
| So when we move through your suckle know we' re double trouble | |
| And when you get gassed up we gonna bust your bubble | |
| Even the proudest of cats get made humble | |
| When they run upon a star and we do the shuffle | |
| do the shuffle y' all do the shuffle x4 | |
| my man | |
| Silla is a dog at this, the rap Cujo | |
| Half of the star spanglin', dynamic duo | |
| You may not know me now but you will later | |
| My crew about to blow up like inflators | |
| What you tryin to shine got shrined to eclipse | |
| Yesterday had no kicks but today they on a iewng | |
| See a south in the spot spittin politics | |
| Attempting to rub elbows and have us pop flicks | |
| Getting in the mix don' t even know the recipe | |
| You know my aptitude ain' t no need for testing me | |
| Just move along now ain' t nothing to see here | |
| We got this baby and we gonna be here | |
| and if we wanna knuckles we know how to hussle | |
| let you never see us sweat when we on the bussle | |
| keep it cool at whatever even while we struggle | |
| star shine, star and an S sign yo we still shuffle y' all | |
| Do the shuffle ya' ll do the shuffle x4 | |
| Do we talk about the money we got? oh no | |
| Talk about the people we shot? oh no | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? oh no | |
| Do you think what we saying is fair? oh yea | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? oh yea | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? oh yea | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? oh yea | |
| Don' t these wack emcees got to go? oh yea | |
| do the shuffle ya' ll do the shuffle x4 | |
| I' m doin it everbody do the shuffle | |
| I tell ya I don' t mind shuffling |
| zuò qǔ : One Be Lo, Silla | |
| Do you want to hear about the money we got? oh no | |
| Talk about the people we shot? oh no | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? oh no | |
| Do you think what we saying' is fair? oh yea | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? oh yea | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? oh yea | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? oh yea | |
| Don' t these wack emcees got to go? oh yea | |
| And when you flames want to tussle we got on the muscle | |
| Get you bustin' off walls, take ' em out in couples | |
| Snatch of the rock when you cats fumble | |
| Star hiding any stop when we do the shuffle | |
| Do the shuffle y' all do the shuffle x4 | |
| Spark the fire, art supplier with hearts desire | |
| I knock ' em out the park hittin' like Mark McGuire | |
| My mobile dispenser for hire like Spencer | |
| Every mic I clench get sent on this adventure | |
| Captain of the seaship, rockin you seasick | |
| The beatkicks, I deep six your weak clip | |
| In the C with the industry | |
| You got potential, I got kinetic energy my embassy | |
| Drop the science on the MIC | |
| Mathematics, chemistry making history, a total mystery | |
| How we revolutionize like Revolts to Red Coats | |
| Binary Star got it locked like dead folks | |
| Let your hair soak in this tub of styles | |
| Even thugs aroused, missed the scrub' s around | |
| Break it down to the last compound | |
| Surround your town pound with surround sound tell me how that sound | |
| So when we move through your suckle know we' re double trouble | |
| And when you get gassed up we gonna bust your bubble | |
| Even the proudest of cats get made humble | |
| When they run upon a star and we do the shuffle | |
| do the shuffle y' all do the shuffle x4 | |
| my man | |
| Silla is a dog at this, the rap Cujo | |
| Half of the star spanglin', dynamic duo | |
| You may not know me now but you will later | |
| My crew about to blow up like inflators | |
| What you tryin to shine got shrined to eclipse | |
| Yesterday had no kicks but today they on a iewng | |
| See a south in the spot spittin politics | |
| Attempting to rub elbows and have us pop flicks | |
| Getting in the mix don' t even know the recipe | |
| You know my aptitude ain' t no need for testing me | |
| Just move along now ain' t nothing to see here | |
| We got this baby and we gonna be here | |
| and if we wanna knuckles we know how to hussle | |
| let you never see us sweat when we on the bussle | |
| keep it cool at whatever even while we struggle | |
| star shine, star and an S sign yo we still shuffle y' all | |
| Do the shuffle ya' ll do the shuffle x4 | |
| Do we talk about the money we got? oh no | |
| Talk about the people we shot? oh no | |
| Brag on the clothes we wear? oh no | |
| Do you think what we saying is fair? oh yea | |
| Do my crew rock the mic for days? oh yea | |
| Do my crew keep it live on stage? oh yea | |
| Do Binary Star got the flow? oh yea | |
| Don' t these wack emcees got to go? oh yea | |
| do the shuffle ya' ll do the shuffle x4 | |
| I' m doin it everbody do the shuffle | |
| I tell ya I don' t mind shuffling |
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