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Verse 1
Em
C
Em
C
Lone Catalysts
Yo
Em
I grab these microphones to live, son
C
Pay the rent, put food on the table
Em
Got a roof over my head
No joke
Em
C
Comin straight out
Verse 2
the box,
first edition, nutrition
Em
From musicians,
food for thought when you listen
countries and states
Em
Everybody knows the Catalysts bumps,
beats and breaks
C
The most true to life rap
tactics for practise
Em
The fact is, I tilt a nigga off his axis
C
The way that Sands taxes,
doin his mic matches
C
let me explain what the wrath is
Four hundred years of oppression,
anger, aggression
Em
And the anxiety of a blackman
The devil keep on testin, always
Em
gotta offer his suggestions
Make it seem greater when
it's less than
C
That's just tricknowledge
They teach you it from high
Em
school through college
So you can go out and get
them dollars
C
It's just a game they play to see
who has the fattest wallet
Em
That's why most blacks smoke crack
Verse 3
and most white alcoholics
C
I grab these microphones to live,
son, rest in peace Big Pun
Em
Be cause you know another day
you're not promised to live one
most blocks are like a prison
Em
So if you're lookin' for love,
kid, you gots to give some
C
Man, these days are cold- blooded,
everyone's butted
Em
Rock jewels that stay flooded,
the weak, they never cut it
C
Sometime I be like 'what if' but ain't
Em
a damn thing gonna change
Cause it's just part of the game
Verse 4
C
Aiyo, I slap- box lyrics through
mics, the smooth type
That move right into a state
C
'Cause it's all ground zero,
my street level bureau
Em
We'll play this game until we master
it like Ken Duro
C
So what's your role? My part is the aural
Em
I'm like (?) Headin' out to (?)
Maryland, in a caravan to a rural
C
Spot to make a drop- off,
Em
that's how I hustle my raps to prosper
'Cause MC's disappear
The hungriest cats are at the crib
writin this very minute
That's how styles get invented
Em
Y'all new jack timid frontin- ass
niggas rhymes be rented
C
I got no respect for y'all,
y'all probably be the next to fall
should be waitin for the ref to call
C
A time- out, so you can find out
Em
C
Any possible way to exit this rhyme bout
Em
C
Interlude 1
Em
C
Em
C
Em
Verse 5
to the session at hand
Em
My DJ's name is Jason Rawls, I
don't need no band
C
Yo, I travel across the land,
microphone in hand
Em
Do some dates out west so I
can work on my tan
C
I guess it's just the rap life
Y'all know who y'all niggas act like?
Em
Quick to blaze the bag pipe
and talk about the last night
C
Some are real grimey muthafuckas up
in the fast life
Em
Don't give a damn about rap cause they're
stresin the crack price
C
(And grip the Mack tight) Some niggas
frail like a glass pipe
Em
With more bodyguards than Bill
Clinton around they ass, type
C
To walk the streets at night
carrying a flashlight
Em
Some are players grabbin all the
mamis on they ass tight
C
Bust it, some smoke weed,
get skeed, hashis
shrooms and drink (?) Booze (?)
C
For all my rappin' niggas,
I hope we link soon
Em
Get yours, I'm gettin' mine,
Verse 6
cause it's about time
C
I grab these microphones to live, son,
rest in peace Big Pun
Em
Because you know another day
you're not promised to live one
most blocks are like a prison
Em
So if you're lookin' for love, kid,
you gots to give some
C
Man, these days are cold- blooded,
everyone's butted
Em
Rock jewels that stay flooded,
the weak, they never cut it
C
Sometime I be like 'what if' but ain't
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a damn thing gonna change
Em
Cause it's just part of the game
Verse 7
C
A life
Em
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Yo, I wanna give a shout out to everybody
Em
C
in hip- hop who couldn't be here
Yo, Big Pun
Freaky Tah
Trouble T Roy
Peace
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