[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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[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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