Lone Catalysts

Lone Catalysts - Ill Technique songtekst

Je score:

[VERSE 1: J. Sands]

Yo, stepped out my door into the world, now it's on

The sun gave birth, so now the nighttime is born

Nothin different than the norm as the plot takes form

Inner feelings remain warm to shelter me from the storm

Cause the city could swallow you whole, so be warned

The streets are filled with scorn from dusk to morn

I gotta be alerted for all times or be torn

From my earthly existance, I measure the distance

And calculate a path straight so my time is efficient

Can't waste not a second or breath

So when I step, man, I trek

Mind focused, hollow point is noticed

At the fly Latin hostess, workin ????

But never hesitate my motion

My body floatin like the wind over the ocean

I saw the brothers toastin, the Thunderbird wine

Givin praise to the stars as they shine

Exchanged pounds, started to rhyme

Once the cipher hit its peak, I continued down the street

Cause my mission was incomplete, this was no time to sleep

Gotta get back to the lab and freak something that y'all can peep

From Lone Catalysts, very unique

The way we organize it all with the ill technique

The way we organize it all with the ill technique

The way we organize it all with the ill technique



[VERSE 2: J. Sands]

Only a block left to go before I reach the studio

The story goes: Rawls in the lab eatin Oreos

Waitin on me to show, he got a track and need a pro

Usually have some tree to blow, but nowadays I leave or go

When it's time to breathe a flow, even though

You might see me in your section

Eyes red complexion

With my man [Name] and LG flex on

You know that, so finally the destination

I'm at the lab with Rawls and without no hesitation

"My mic sounds nice, check one

My mic sounds nice, check two"

And with no further ado, you know the r-e-s-u-me

We be in the lab like all day

Rawls makes the track and I spit not the wack

Mix all the levels, then record it all on the DAT

Then take it to the Sugar Shack where Rashaad is at

Let him peep the joint cause cuz got a knack

To spot the sure shots and the or-not's

So we be up in the lab till about 4 o'clock

In the AM, the next day, yo, it's no delayin

Time to put it to wax, CDs and tapes

To generate the papes, to generate the papes

Cause once it circulates everyone will state

That the Lone Catalysts be on a ill technique

Aiyo, the Lone Catalysts be on a ill technique

Aiyo, the Lone Catalysts be on a ill technique

Aiyo, you know the repertoire, baby paw, don't sleep
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