Lone Catalysts, Rubix, Talib Kweli - Due Process lyrics

[Lone Catalysts, Rubix, Talib Kweli - Due Process lyrics]

Yo, from Pittsburgh to Pelan this
Type shit we be on
When we on inside a cassette
Deck of your Neon
Or in your Navigator whippin with the CD on
Lone Catalysts, rockin to the break d-awn
Make a sucker new jack be gone
He kick his shit, I be like: Yo
You puttin me on?
You wanna battle? Out to Rawls: pick
Me a beat to freak on
Somethin with a lotta bass and
Some highs to tweet on
The drums, I give it a run, you know
Turn the heat on
Up in the kitchen, then you'll delisc' on
Who put me in a top position, J sands dishin
No look like Ron Strickland
Make the average MC contemplate, just sittin
Down, the wax spin like merry-go-round
While I format the verbs
And nouns through underground
Now what you're lookin for you have found
So now bump to the sound
Properly laid and mixed down
By no other than my brother
Although from different mother
J rawls with Sands on the mic, so take cover
The sound makes you bounce
Like flubber, Ludacris, danny Glover
Lethal Weapon, so while you're checkin

Due process, payin these dues, battlin crews
At the same time, livin in life
Givin enlightenment seeing eye for the blind
Through the darkness of the
Industry we ministry

I go on like etcetera
And blast my way out the plethora of replicas
Cats steady actin extra
And they parts is non-speakin
My skills go without and beyond speakin
Address your congregation like a deacon
Seekin converts
My convo is a honour and a pleasure
You seeing me is like Geraldo
Seein Al Capone's treasure
You the don of mediocraty
I'm the indispensable hero of hiphoprisy
Stoppin your flow like bureaucracy
Due process
You got blessed by the best of the population
Word to Black Shawn
I Chuck D your whole operation
And shut it down
Cut it down like rain forest
You see Talib Kweli when you look
Up the illest in the thesaurus
I'm the definition of special edition
With rack and pinion steering
To make my handlin more smooth
Than aloe and lanolin
"Manifesto"-spittin, my stiletto's hittin
On a ghetto mission to keep it
Fabulous like a Lone Catalysts composition

On a level of metaphors with lives
Life seems to depreciate
Like automobiles from it's original state
I'm inter boro with registrated plates pushin
The weight of my spirit
Passin the limit of speed, rhymes per minute
Cerebral engine is infinite
Class, the third eye high
Beams illuminates the distance
The pressure on pedals accelerates
Racin the currents of winds
Makin the intangible bend with
Aerodynamics and panoramic visionin
I see the world we livin in
Five gallons of knowledge
A tank full filled with lessons
My temperature guage measures all
Of the blessings for the miles I'm stretchin
Passin what is hot and what you got
For all you cats on the list
Cause us to be the Catalysts
Of a new era, correctin errors
Learn to love it or leave it alone
Recitin these Nubian poems
From NYC to ATL we got continuous flows

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