Текст песни Lone Catalysts f Talib Kweli, Rubix - Hip Hop
Lone Catalysts f Talib Kweli, Rubix - Hip Hop слова песни
[ VERSE 1: J. Sands ]Yo, from Pittsburgh to Pelan this type shit we be onWhen we on inside a cassette deck of your NeonOr in your Navigator whippin with the CD onLone Catalysts, rockin to the break d-awnMake a sucker new jack be goneHe kick his shit, I be like: Yo, you puttin me on?You wanna battle? Out to Rawls: pick me a beat to freak onSomethin with a lotta bass and some highs to tweet onThe drums, I give it a run, you know, turn the heat onUp in the kitchen, then you`ll delisc` onWho put me in a top position, J. Sands dishinNo look like Ron StricklandMake the average MC contemplate, just sittinDown, the wax spin like merry-go-roundWhile I format the verbs and nouns through undergroundNow what you`re lookin for you have foundSo now bump to the sound properly laid and mixed downBy no other than my brother, although from different motherJ. Rawls with Sands on the mic, so take coverThe sound makes you bounce like flubber, Ludacris, Danny Glover_Lethal Weapon_, so while you`re checkin[ CHORUS: Rubix (& Talib Kweli) ]Due process, payin these dues, battlin crewsAt the same time, livin in life, givin enlightenmentSeeing eye for the blindThrough the darkness of the industry we ministry[ VERSE 2: Talib Kweli ]I go on like etceteraAnd blast my way out the plethora of replicasCats steady actin extraAnd they parts is non-speakinMy skills go without and beyond speakinAddress your congregation like a deaconSeekin converts, my convo is a honour and a pleasureYou seein me is like Geraldo seein Al Capone`s treasureYou the don of mediocraty, I`m the indispensable hero of hiphoprisyStoppin your flow like bureaucracyDue process, you got blessed by the best of the populationWord to Black Shawn, I ( ? ) your whole operationAnd shut it down, cut it down like rain forestYou see Talib Kweli when you look up the illest in the thesaurusUnder definition of special edition with ( ? )Steerin to make my handlin more smooth than [Name]"Manifesto"-spittin, my stiletto`s hittinOn a ghetto mission to keep it fabulous like a Lone Catalysts composition[ CHORUS: Rubix (& Talib Kweli) ][ VERSE 3: Rubix ]On a level of metaphors with lies life seems to depreciateLike automobiles submit its original stateI`m into brothers with registrated plates pushin the weight of my spiritPassin the limit of speed, rhymes per minuteCerebral engine is infiniteClass, the third eye high beams illuminates the distanceThe pressure on pedals accelerates, racin the currents of windsMakin the intangible bend with aerodynamics and panoramic visioninI see the world we livin in, five gallons of knowledgeA tank full filled with lessonsMy temperature guage measures all of the blessingsFor the miles I`m stretchinPassin what is hot and what you got for all you cats on the listCause us to be the CatalystsOf a new era, correctin errorsLearn to love it or leave it aloneRecitin these Nubian poemsFrom NYC to ATL we got continuous flows[ CHORUS: Rubix (& Talib Kweli) ]