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    "Ill Technique" Lyrics

    Lone Catalysts

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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 existence, 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 are-e-s-you-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 'cause 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
    This song was submitted on December 24th, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Jason Rawls, Jermaine Sanders.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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