• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Binary Shuffle - Binary Star
• Binary Star - Binary Star
• One Man Army - Binary Star
• Slang Blade - Binary Star
• Evolution Of Man - Binary Star
• Glen Close - Binary Star
• Solar Powered - Binary Star
• Conquistadors - Binary Star
• Indy 500 - Binary Star
• Wolf Man Jack - Binary Star
• Honest Expression - Binary Star
• I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings - Binary Star
• Masters Of The Universe - Binary Star
• Reality Check - Binary Star
• New Hip Hop - Binary Star
• K.g.b. - Binary Star

Do you want to hear about the money we got? (oh no)
Talk about the people we shot? (oh no)
Bragg on the clothes we wear? (oh no)
Do you think what we saying' is fair? (oh yea)
Do my crew rock the mic for days? (oh yea)
Do my crew keep it live on stage? (oh yea)
Do Binary Star got the flow? (oh yea)
Don't these wack emcees got to go? (oh yea)
And when you flames want to tussle we got on the muscle
get you bustin' off walls, take 'em out in couples
Snatch of the rock when you cats fumble
star hiding any stop when we do the shuffle
do the shuffle y'all do the shuffle [x4]
Spark the fire, art supplier with hearts desire
I knock 'em out the park hittin' like Mark Mcguire
your mobile dispenser, your higher than spencer
every mic get sent in on this adventure
captain of the seaship rockin you seasick
the beatkicks, I deepsix your weak clip
in the C with the industry, you got potential
I got kinetic energy my embassy
Drop the science on the M-I-C
mathematics, chemistry making history, a total mystery
how we revolutionize like revolts in the red coast
Binary Star got it locked like dead folks
let your hair soak in this tub of styles
even thugs aroused, missed the scrub's around
break it down to the last compound
surround your town pound its surround sound tell me how that sound
so when we move through your suckle know we're double trouble
and when you get gassed up we gonna bust your bubble
even the proudest of cats get made humble
when they run upon a star and we do the shuffle
do the shuffle y'all do the shuffle [x4]
(my man)
Silla is a dog at this, the rap Cujo
half of the star spanglin', dynamic duo
you may not no me no but you will later
my crew is about to blow up like inflators
so when you tryin to shine got flyin to eclipse
yesterday had no kicks but today they on a iewng
see a southern in the block spittin politics
attempting to rub elbows and have us pop flicks
getting in the mix don't even know the recipe
you know my aptitude there's no need for testing me
just move along now ain't nothing to see here
we got this baby and we gonna be here
and if we wanna knuckles we know how to hussle
let you never see us sweat when we on the bussle
keep it cool at whatever even while we struggle
star shine, star and an S sign yo we still shuffle y'all
do the shuffle ya'll do the shuffle [x4]
do we talk about the money we got? (oh no)
Talk about the people we shot? (oh no)
Bragg on the clothes we wear? (oh no)
Do you think what we saying' is fair? (oh yea)
Do my crew rock the mic for days? (oh yea)
Do my crew keep it live on stage? (oh yea)
Do Binary Star got the flow? (oh yea)
Don't these wack emcees got to go? (oh yea)
do the shuffle ya'll do the shuffle [x4]
(I'm doin it) (everbody do the shuffle)

Ay yo, when I shoot a rhyme I make you shudder
I shitter shatter MC's for tryin to steal my butter
He's bitter cuz I'm better, so now he drinks the bottle
I did a dirty duty with a cutie she's a model
I met her at the party scoped her body, name was Patty
She's pregnant with a shorty, said that I'm the baby's daddy
Just paper(?) sweet potatoes nine months later had a daughter
Coulda said "I'll see ya later" but I stayed to child support her
I didn't love the baby's mother
Now she's colder cuz I told her
For the better that my other lady's name was Heather
She's like whatever, whatever, a tear she cried it but she dried it
Deeply hurted, broken hearted, but she tried to hide it
But finally she pleaded that she didn't want to end it or suspend it
She wanted me to sever ties with Heather
So we could be together
I said I'd think about it, but I know she don't believe it
She kissed me on my cheek and as she drove away she speeded
The next day, I'm greeted by her mother
Oh brother, she think I'm stupid
Tryin to play cupid undercover
Talkin about how me and Patty made the cutest couple
Then invited me for supper
Now don't think that I'm petty
But I know what desperate ladies put in their spaghetti
That's why I told her that I ate already
Oh shmack, the hell?
Ay yo, ay yo, check this out
Yo, after we parted that's when trouble started
Patty was actin all retarded
I tried to disregard it but she keeps playin on my phone and blowin up my pager
I wonder, how she keep gettin my number?
But I find out later Patty was a good friend of Brenda, the operator
I didn't sweat it
I coulda did something about it, but forgive and forget
The next day I got a letter
Yeah, you know who wrote it
I can't quote it in the same exact words she stated
But it was saying something about the times that we dated
The baby we created
She said she hated me for leaving
And soon she would get even
Sincerely, Patricia Stevens
After I read it, I knew where this was headed
And I couldn't let it go no further, not even a little
Right in the middle of this thought I was caught by surprise
It was a call from the hospital
Somebody named Dr. Evans
Telling me that my lovely Heather was in room 311
So pedal to the metal I got there in seven seconds
She's alive on my arrival, even though the signs are vital
I asked the doc what happened
A hit and run accident and not a single witness police never caught the driver
Deep inside I knew that Patty did this
Yo, so if you find true love, hold on til the end
Cuz we all know the women outnumber the men
I caught one to play me close like her name was Glenn

[talks]
First mom and dad didn't want me to come here, they wanted me to be just
like them...respectable, hard working, a little house, a family
They drove me crazy with their god damn war grandma, you know mom..
I guess i've always been sheltered and special, I just wanted to be
anonymous, like everybody else, do my share for my country, live up for what
my dad did in first war, and dad did in second, well ... here I am ..
anonymous all right, with guys, nobody really cares about me, they come from
the end of the line most of them, small towns you never heard of, most of
them got nothing, they're poor, they're the unwanted, got the fighting first
for society and their freedom, it's weird isn't it? They're the best I've
ever seen grandma, the heart and soul..
[Starts singing]
Yo, it's like that
Comes equipped for warfare, beware...no doubt, no doubt, no doubt
Comes equipped for warfare, beware...mr. one man army
Comes equipped for warfare, beware...I'm still a soldier you're trying to
see me boy
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
You're still a soldier...soldier of it
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
It's the one man army, general subliminal
Fly through the sky, ready for war with syllables
Binarary military, top secret mission
You aint seen nothin' yet, it's like a stealth jet
My mental plane take flight, I air strike the mic
The mystery pilot in the cockpit all night
See how i keep the shows live, i never lost a dog fight
See how my enemies know style
The name of my plane is the pit bull terrier
Keep my targets locked in, the more the merrier
Over your head when I break the sound barrier
So fly my voice need an aircraft carrier
Travel airwaves, every track is a runway
Keep the jams packed like church on Easter Sunday
Rappers thinking they shall overcome one day
They must be dreaming and I'm lyrical James Earl Ray
It's the one man army
You're still a soldier of it
You aint seen nothing yet, (specialised in warfare of all kind)
You could put your whole army, against my team and..
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it (you aint seen nothing yet)
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
You're still a soldier...soldier of it
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
It's the one man army, general subliminal
March across land, ready for war with syllables
Binarary military, top secret mission
You aint seen nothin' yet, I roll up on your set
With speed, movin' like a German blitz krieg
MC's relax is comin to get these rhymes
I've got what they missin', in action
stand at attention, military fashion
and listen to the rapper Rambo, the mic commando
fully equipped, i write rhymes with extra ammo
too much to handle, you had the nerve to try and grab the mic
that's like trying to fight the hacker
I'm too marvelous, when I'm droppin' this watch the mic
turn in to a nuclear test site
MC's better heed the word container (why?)
cause we don't need another hero steamer, check it out!
It's the one man army
You're still a soldier of it
You aint seen nothing yet, (specialised in warfare of all kind)
You could put your whole army, against my team and..
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
You're still a soldier...soldier of it
You're still a soldier of it...soldier of it
It goes like this..
It's the one man army, general subliminal
dive in to the water, ready for war with syllables
binarary military, top secret mission
you aint seen nothin' yet, how deep can i get
Six thousand leagues beneath MC level
a submarine negro with torpedo steel-o's
my strategies turn MCs into P.O. - W.'s
I love to battle with other rappers and sink they battle ships
I send them up the creek in they life boats paddelists
salt water navy seals strategists, dive in to your brain waves
the backstroke fabulous, no need to rest if it's shark infested
sonar equipment is a stupid investment
you can't see my style, and I've shown this too many times
I've been in more missions than a homeless
always on point like a compass
three hundred and sixty degrees
All the rhyme MC, it's the one man army
Specialised in warfare of all kind
Specialised in warfare of all kind
It's the one man army, general subliminal
fly through the sky, ready for war with syllables
one man army, general subliminal
march across land, ready for war with syllables
one man army, general subliminal
dive in to the water, ready for war with syllables
binarary military, top secret mission
you aint seen nothin' yet, I roll up on your set
With speed, movin' like a german blitz krieg
One Man Army in the place to be
Whether flyin' through the sky, in the land or sea
yo it's the one man army on a mission
it's the one man army on a mission
it's the one man army on a mission
Specialize in warfare's of all kind, yeah, yeah, yeah
one man army, general subliminal
one man army, general subliminal

[Senim Silla]
Have you said, "What the hell is this" yet?
Reaching for the cover, turning up your deck
Who's blowing your cassette? Color me for suspect
Terror's what I am, terrorism's what I rep
Rap Hezbollah we don't forgive or forget
Strapping down the mic, kamikaze rock the mic
Suicide, stage dive, it's gonna be a live night
Now just to be accurate, label me immaculate
Short fuse like Montagues fuel Capulets
Elaborate labyrinth, lavish pimp pattering
Rip, rude to ravishing, cabbage scavenging
from word babbling, babbling brook your words traveling
Like Miles Tattling, I'm kind of partial to battling
Haven't you heard, you got beef I rustle cattle then
Hit the sunset saddling, rap Bronco
Riding over tracks, Lone Ranger and Tanto
Compose on the console, making it feel better
Sunny to ill weather, I'm a all-season pro
All-terrain flow, shift five gears with four-by-four
On the go in the fast lane without reverse, I can't slow
No brakes, push the pedal to the metal
The Formula One devil
Heating up the treble, I rock like Prudential
Most cats is just Pebbles, when you want it live you can't
Compromise or settle, check my water level
My reservoir pours Great Lakes fifty States
And across seashores, the word spreads like pollen from spores
Like wisdom from folklores, my fans from tours
And those are just metaphors
For how I distribute to you and yours
Opening doors
We bum rush like a drug bust
Nickel and dime, now all is mine alumnus, illustrious, wondrous
Ominous in my Prime, call me Optimus Senim
Transforming slang on the fire maximize
Complete fumigation better jet for ventilation
Before you suffer from Senim inhalation
Air deprivation
Playing me for jolly, that's a dead man's folly
Or crippled probably
On the good ship, get popped for acting lolly
By the son of Bobby, brah how you like me now, like pulling a shotty
Pistol whip your head, now they throw your boys lobby
You'll be callin on the dolly
Senim's of the size of the kill with a slang blade
Some call it a kaiser
Equalizer blows your brains, expose your wiser
Now which bastard wants some acid
Corrosive chemicals casted
Spitting venom I mastered
Ran with dogs as rabid and rivers as rapid
Rapping five we don't tire
Do you desire to become cross-fire
Blow their gun-for-hire, Blazing Saddle esquire

[Intro:]
In the beginning man was created. Image perfection.
And although he was perfect, still something was missing.
He was incomplete, unwhole. Then woman was born.
Together the creation of these two souls inertwined,
and naturally, the two became one. Completion.
When your soulmate is placed at your side,
hold on for dear life no matter the obstacles in your path
destiny is not temporary and true love will always last.
Just as first man evolved, and together you two
shall fufill destinies plan and together become one.
Completion. The evolution of man.
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
Eventually if it was meant to be
[Brenda J and The Anonymous]:
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
[Brenda J and The Anonymous]:
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
[Brenda J and The Anonymous]:
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[The Anonymous:]
It's like, beyond physical attraction
your explosive personality blows my mentality
Actually my emotions on a rampage
we ain't the same age but we in the same book, on the same page
The conversation calls for meditation,
never amateur check the calender let's make a reservation
Communication is the bridge at times
I wonder what your thinking,
The truth will set you free like Abe Lincoln
[Brenda J:]
Free I'm totally +emancipated proclaiming+
is due to the love together we've created
Our thoughts no longer seperated
past barriers past road blocks you've opened
my heart no need to pick the lock
[The Anonymous:]
The key to my heart should be the sole controller
Life is full of ups and downs like a roller coaster
Im hip to your vibe like motorola
As long as your a soldier im hanging in your world like a poster
Supernova baby you shine extraterrestrial
Sometimes you throw me off like Jonah on a water vessel
But what we got is crazy real
deep like a Navy Seal
plus I like the way you make me feel baby chill
You know the deal you playing with a full deck
trump tight no jokes ace's high in full affect
[Brenda J:]
Your affecting me and it's crazy cause love is a gamble
Always had an ace up my sleeve incase my maid wanted to leave
But now I ease dizzy from to much exhaling
but not suffocating cause your my ...
[The Anonymous:]
The breath of life, what is a man without a wife?
That's absurd like a butcher without a knife
I slice through your thoughts with words that cut you short
Your torch keep me burning my world no longer dark
I spark with the best but you no contest
Conquest on your love my mission accomplished
I feed you the knowledge your system digests
You feed me the knowledge my system digests
We make love in excess
We progress through thick and thin X-ray vision like superman
I see through the bullshit
that's why i like your style
able to leap tall buildings in a single bound
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
[Brenda J and The Anonymous]:
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
[Brenda J and The Anonymous]:
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Brenda J:]
Physically and mentally we related
now I'm elated what was once meant to be is our reality
And I'm loving every moment of our ecstasy
not too many people get a chance to see
A connection between two people based not on sexuality
but something real
That's how you make me feel
we formed a bond and I could go on forever
telling the world how together we're two of a kind
body soul and mind
[The Anonymous:]
What's mine is yours what's your is mine
throughout the course of time
we stay on point like a porcupine
Anytime everything move faster
every king need a queen so you could be my Cleopatra
And i could be your Shaka Zulu
I sock it to you I know you got the point
baby doll I got the voodoo
I want you for the rest of my life
and time is starting your love makes me
weak in the knees like Tonya Harding
You stole my heart and that's a felony
prison is the penalty confined in my mind in brain cell block 3
I locked you in my heart and threw away the key
there's no escape I guard it like a maximum security
[Brenda J:]
Secure is how I feel
knowing that your soul not just your physical is here with me
And i thank the all mighty for the day that you invited me
to share your life
and book me I stole your heart yes I'm guilty so punish me
Because your maximum security reassures me
you'll never leave my side your spirtitual vibe
[The Anonymous:]
No doubt
I be there like the Jackson 5 satisfaction's
why I step to you with my plan like a mastermind
We pass the time as we dine you sip a glass of wine
I looked you in your eyes
and cast a line out of that's just mine
You was amazed by the way that I attacked
Now your white flag is raised high blowing in the gray sky
Surrender your goods completely understood
unlike them other chicks wishing they shoulda coulda would
I told you once before baby I hit you
with these them other cats don't stand
a chance like Christopher Reeves
That's how it goes
You're not the type to wear provacative clothes
Beautiful from your head to your popsicle toes
Good looking what you got cooking
17 ways word to Michael Franks
give it to me raw with the mallionaise
I take it downtown baby calm down making all the sounds
like a figure 8 it's perfect all around
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be
then it would be cause we related physically and mentally
[Common:]
Eventually if it was meant to be

Ay yo, when I shoot a rhyme I make you shudder
I shitter shatter MC's for tryin to steal my butter
He's bitter cuz I'm better, so now he drinks the bottle
I did a dirty duty with a cutie she's a model
I met her at the party scoped her body, name was Patty
She's pregnant with a shorty, said that I'm the baby's daddy
Just paper(?) sweet potatoes nine months later had a daughter
Coulda said "I'll see ya later" but I stayed to child support her
I didn't love the baby's mother
Now she's colder cuz I told her
For the better that my other lady's name was Heather
She's like whatever, whatever, a tear she cried it but she dried it
Deeply hurted, broken hearted, but she tried to hide it
But finally she pleaded that she didn't want to end it or suspend it
She wanted me to sever ties with Heather
So we could be together
I said I'd think about it, but I know she don't believe it
She kissed me on my cheek and as she drove away she speeded
The next day, I'm greeted by her mother
Oh brother, she think I'm stupid
Tryin to play cupid undercover
Talkin about how me and Patty made the cutest couple
Then invited me for supper
Now don't think that I'm petty
But I know what desperate ladies put in their spaghetti
That's why I told her that I ate already
Oh shmack, the hell?
Ay yo, ay yo, check this out
Yo, after we parted that's when trouble started
Patty was actin all retarded
I tried to disregard it but she keeps playin on my phone and blowin up my pager
I wonder, how she keep gettin my number?
But I find out later Patty was a good friend of Brenda, the operator
I didn't sweat it
I coulda did something about it, but forgive and forget
The next day I got a letter
Yeah, you know who wrote it
I can't quote it in the same exact words she stated
But it was saying something about the times that we dated
The baby we created
She said she hated me for leaving
And soon she would get even
Sincerely, Patricia Stevens
After I read it, I knew where this was headed
And I couldn't let it go no further, not even a little
Right in the middle of this thought I was caught by surprise
It was a call from the hospital
Somebody named Dr. Evans
Telling me that my lovely Heather was in room 311
So pedal to the metal I got there in seven seconds
She's alive on my arrival, even though the signs are vital
I asked the doc what happened
A hit and run accident and not a single witness police never caught the driver
Deep inside I knew that Patty did this
Yo, so if you find true love, hold on til the end
Cuz we all know the women outnumber the men
I caught one to play me close like her name was Glenn

[Intro]
Our mission is to boldly go, where no MC, or group
has ever gone before -- EVER! EVER!
(What the hell is this shit?) Binary system [scratches]
(What the hell is this shit?) Binary system
[OneBeLo]
Yo, you wack bastards, you wanna know how I killed your fathers
On the battlefield I grab the steel like William Wallace
A +Braveheart+ swingin my sword's a work of art
Every verse I spark, deserve the Purple Heart
You can't get with the, cold temperature
OneBeLo'll turn a wack artist purple like the Arctic Circle
Frostbit from the words I spit
You ain't got enough raps/wraps in your first-aid kit
to treat yourself, too late, you chose your fate
You beat yourself, cumin like you masturbate
And I won't hesitate to embarrass ya
Cause on the microphone you +Do-little+, like Eddie Murphy's character
The only paraphernalia I need to rock the spot
is one hip-hop fan, and it don't stop (it's all I need)
Without a mic, without a beat, or a DJ (I don't need that, I don't need that)
Without a pen, pad, without a blunt, a fifth of E&J; (I don't need that)
Without a doubt I still turn it out without a de-lay
On a track to beat your whole team without a relay
Without a problem, so don't expect nothin lesser
Droppin hip-hop, I blow spots like Uncle Fester
[Chorus]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Binary Star"]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Binary Star"]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Bi.. Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Binary Star"]
"Ch-Check the ground while my beats just break it down" - Raekwon
"Lights, camera, ac-tion.." {*scratched*: Binary Star"}
"Yo, you gotta respect them"
[Senim Silla]
Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful or cause my show's live
And your jam's a damn funeral, you wack on the rec' of pharmaceuticals
My usual, you may be feelin me
But the feelin ain't mutual, think you can try
sellin nothin short of delusional, many a guy went there
But to no avail, got you all in +check+
My game will never go +stale+, I got "All the Right Moves"
like Tom Cruise and don't know the definition of fail
I'm constantly on the incline, star goal in mind
Get ours in time, my crew bout to shine
on these cats like UV rays so get your sunblock
Bolted down, ain't no way you can unlock
We concoct the rock from explosive materials
Natural born Sillas that commit acts and serial
We're flamin 'em, and workin around like venereal
Binary, the genuine article, reign imperial
[Chorus]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Bi-Bi-Binary Star, Binary Star"]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi.. Binary Star"]
[Raekwon] "Ch-ch-check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Binary Star"]
[Raekwon] "Ch-ch-check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Bi-Bi-Binary Star"] "As long as you call us your favorite MC"
[OneBeLo]
Yo, I rock jeans, hip-hop fiends (fiends) blow hot steam (steam)
We got schemes (schemes) the terrorist bomb scenes
It's obscene (obscene) the MC who's not seen
I got dreams, like Don King, PEACE
Binary Star hit you like a SWAT team
As you promotin hip-hop with Noxzem' always talkin bout you got some +cream+
You make a better slot machine
I make a better flag cause I stay on top of things
I got the means, to generate lots of screams
Bitin MCs like Tyson in the boxin ring
I told you once before not to push me
Word is +Bond+, I'm like 007 in "Octopussy"
[Senim Silla]
The aqua authors, H-2-O flow
Awful aqua that floods the menstrual
It drowns the underground, give tracks to run around
And mics to squeeze play, exhaust the DJ
All in a day's work, doin my slang thang
"Word Play Expert," the title I maintain
Bullets of prize rhymes, novel idealist
Silla's a realist, microphone check 1-2
and so forth, and use the force
Hold down the fort, represent the North
Hold up the torch, make sure the whole world see this
Might (?) walk on water to make believers
[Outro]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[Raekwon] "Ch-ch-check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[Raekwon] "Ch-check.. check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Bi.."]
[Raekwon] "Check the ground.. check, check, check, check the ground"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Binary system"]
[Raekwon] "Check, check the ground while my beats just break it down"
[scratched: Binary Star, Bi-Bi-Binary Star"]

[Sample - Movie?]
It's a new day, motherfucker
[Scratched Sample]
Live 'cause I got no choice
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics
Christians, Muslims, Moors and Malayans
From north, west, east, south, Pacific to Atlantic
Binary Star, we mow mountains out of granite
[Senim Silla]
Feel the rhapsody
Fill this join to capacity
Senim grasp mics with pit-bull tenacity
These emcess adheeds
My platoon never at ease
Deadly I'm out already to seize the seas
Deep as twenty thousand leagues
Lyricist abyss
Drown rappers in my syllabus
Dive fifty fathoms
Still ain't met the depth that Silla's is
Chameleons can't adapt to this
Snatch a pebble, grasshopper, we done mastered this
[One Be Lo]
No need to practice this
'Cause every rhyme on my papyrus
Is naturally disasterous
I rock many fans, many hands clap to this
In many lands, from here to Minneapolis
These civil rights activists
Don't want none of me
'Cause in brief summary
I'm ripping foes apart
So remain seated like Rosa Parks
Because I bust (bus) like Montgomery
Suddenly
I let you have it
Nobody's next to grab it
I got lyrics to Go-Go like Inspector Gadget
In a bad habit fiending for the potency
I'm the Narcotics Anonymous Dope Emcee
On the hunt like scavenger
For months on the calendar
Any challenger trying to test this caliber
Binary Star battle your villainous characters to the end
We're poets, heroic like Super Friends
[Senim Silla]
Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson (Batman and Robin)
Dynamic combination
Get in simple complications
Burning sensations inflames these lame stations
Internal, infernal, blazing past you in planes racing
Keep you Star-gazing, stark raving, start raving
Binary's the amazing
Spectacular vernacular
[The Anonymous]
So what you're saying?
[Senim Silla]
There's no discussion
We set flames to your productions
Instantaneous, spontaneous combustion
[Scratched sample]
Live 'cause I got no choice
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for the men, women, boys and girls
Emcees, DJs, fans throughout the world
For those who drink, smoke, and chew to say sober
Binary Star is here to take it over
[One Be Lo]
I'll tie your body to the tracks
My rhymes run you over like trains
How many times I gotta say that?
One Man Army assume the battle stance
I snow rap flows, impact like avalanche
You never had a chance
We got it locked like Dominoes
Unstoppable, my style is diabolical
I write articles equivalent to light particles
My rhyme's definition is shine, it's quite logical
[Senim Silla]
We set sail, jet propel and excel
We fire on all these cats catch hell when I exhale
We shall overcome, overthrow and prevail
The system we rebel
The mainstream as well
Save your politics Silla's sold Naga said
We don't blaze the same trail
Drink from the same well
My only purpose is to derail the infidel
And bust his head swell
And expel that crap smell
Propel your personnel
Far from y'all to those that don't fare well
Your petty plan failed in your lifespan can tell
We tipping the scale
Star rock decibel
You ain't close or parallel
[One Be Lo]
You can't flow
You need rainbows and leprechauns to go gold
I'm dropping these lyrical Megatons
With my crew as Decepticons
Transform my trigger hand's warm
Holding the mic like Megatron
I take aim and bust enemy planes
Remain calm like Saddam Hussein
It's obvious who remains Anonymous
My words get off like a SCUD in the Persian Gulf
Check it
[Scratched Sample of Senim Silla (Slang Blade)]
When you want it live, you can't compromise or settle
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics
Christians, Muslims, Moors and Malayans
From north, west, east, south, Pacific to Atlantic
Binary Star, we mow mountains out of granite
Men, women, boys and girls
Emcees, DJs, fans throughout the world
For those who drink, smoke, and chew to say sober
Binary Star is here to take it over
Take it over, take, take it over
[Scratched Sample of Senim Silla (Slang Blade)]

* [Intro from the movie "They Live"]
All you boys understood is business, that's all it is
You still don't get it, do you boy? No more good guys!
They're running the whole show, the whole planet
They can do whatever they want!
What's wrong with having a good for a change?
And they're gonna let us have it good if we just help 'em
they're gonna leave us alone! Let us make some money!
You can have a little taste of that good life too..
I know you want it, hell everybody does!
You do it to your own kind...
What's the threat!? We all sell out everyday
Might as well be on the winning team!
[One Man Army]
Yo, this is decomposed, and I gotta say
we need to try to keep this music to ourselves
We sellin' out this art for some money
to some guy who don't care nothin about this music
We gotta keep it to ourselves.. tryin to win the Indy 500
Like this - Check it out (Check it out, check it out)
[Chorus] 2x
All we need is beats, and rhymes and go and spark it
As long as we got the Underground, yo, we got a market
I don't need an agent to tell me how to run it
Cause my goal's to win the Indy 500
[One Man Army]
Start your engines, four propositions got me sittin -
In fifth row you only go if your gassed like Sicko
And since my Terrence car's brand new
My paid Coupe is for me, and the Binary too
For your car, you got the luxuries of a star
You got a crew of two dozen plus an A&R;
That's your Axle and your Rx man
Cause after he get rich, man
you skit out on the ditch and be abandoned and need refixin
You also got the pressure from the front to second or lesser
If you don't, you think you'll drive again and you'll never
See, it's not about the car it's the way you drive in it
If you cats can't maintain than you won't survive in it
I'm revivin it, the record wreckage I still do
Comin from behind, unseen by rear view
You sleep in your seat, don't even know what's the deal
No questions to directions, they're controllin your wheel
And if you ever finish first a platinum trophy is risen
Your prize money? Your staff of 2 dozen got destine
Know the cars, know the ranks, because if you forget you're outsmarted
It doesn't matter where you finish, yo, in Double he started
[Chorus]
All we need is beats, and rhymes and go and spark it
As long as we got the Underground, yo, we got a market
I don't need an agent to tell me how to run it
Cause my goal's to win the Indy 500
All we need is beats, and rhymes and go and spark it
As long as we got the Underground, yo, we got a market
I don't need an agent to tell me how to run it
Cause my goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win, my goal's to win!
[One Man Army]
It's the battle of David and Goliath - The big and small
We need to get control of this shit, and get it all
Expect these Rec. Execs to make a fall
I came to collect my checks and that's my car - Don't confuse it
They paid your dumbass? Don't abuse it
They get rich, they use it, and they call a nigga music?
You lose it - You're sold for some cuts and promo
But if you really want the dough though, you would go solo
You put food on your table playin the game wrong
While you dialing at Fast Food, they eat Filet Min Yon
They applied the pressure, so you gave them a song
And if that shit don't hit, the next day you're gone
My copyrights are exclusive, for my uses
They make you a public nuisance and to renew it you get two cents?
I got influenced - The underground, the X Factor
Record Deal - Slavery, so when you sign say, "Yes, master"
(Repeat till fade)
[Chorus]x3
All we need is beats, and rhymes and go and spark it
As long as we got the Underground, yo, we got a market
I don't need an agent to tell me how to run it
Cause my goal's to win the Indy 500
[Repeat 2x after Chorus]
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win, my goal's to win! My goal's to win!
[One Man Army]
It's the battle of David and Goliath - The big and small
We need to get controll of this shit, and get it all
Expect these Rec. Execs to make a fall
I came to collect my checks and that's my car - Don't confuse it
They paid your dumbass? Don't abuse it
They get rich, they use it, and they call a nigga music?
You lose it - You're sold for some cuts and promo
But if you really want the dough though, you would go solo
You put food on your table playin the game wrong
While you dialing at Fast Food, they eat Filet Min Yon
They applied the pressure, so you gave them a song
And if that shit don't hit, the next day you're gone
My copywrites are exclusive, for my uses
They make you a public nusense and to renew it you get two cents?
I got influenced - The underground, the X Factor
Record Deal - Slavery, so when you sign say, "Yes, master"
(Repeat till fade)
[Chorus]x3
All we need is beats, and rhymes and go and spark it
As long as we got the Underground, yo, we got a market
I don't need an agent to tell me how to run it
Cause my goal's to win the Indy 500
[Repeat 2x after Chorus]
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500
My goal's to win the Indy 500

[Intro]
[wolf howls]
To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty
But, to this man it is a deadly curse
When the moon is full, this miserable wretch turns
into a hairy, snarling, half-man half-beast!
[One.Be.Lo (Senim Silla)]
ONCE UPON (a midnight dreary) I see the full moon clearly
The wind sounds eerie (don't it chill your spine?)
And don't these shadows make you leery? (Cause with dark there's dirt)
THE PLACE OF BIRTH OF THE EVIL MAN'S WORK
(Who's the man?) Some cat named Jack, last name unknown
Anti-socialist, barely left his home
He don't say much (wig full-blown) he don't shave much
Nights like tonight he would rather stay up
INSTEAD OF GOIN TO SLEEP (he's in the dark of the streets)
(He has a HUNGER, cravin but his taste unique)
(He has a HUNGER, cravin but his taste unique)
HE HAS A HUNGER, CRAVIN BUT HIS TASTE UNIQUE
Most people in the neighborhood afraid to speak
(They call Jack a savage man) Jack was not your average man
(Although he got Arm, Leg, a Leg, a Arm, Head, feet and hands)
He was far from me and you (my man you wouldn't understand)
He travels through the shadows survivin off instincts
There's a young girl found dead behind the skatin rink
(Not far from Ned the whino's sittin in his own stink)
HE SAW THE WHOLE THING (told 'em Jack was the link)
(But nobody takes him serious) Why? (Because Ned drinks)
Why? (He slurs when he talks) Why? (He staggers when he walks)
Well whoever he is, whatever he is HE'S STILL ON THE PROWL
FULL MOONS MAKE A MAN WILD
[Interlude]
He prowls the night
His fangs, thirsty for, human blood
He, is a werewolf...
[One.Be.Lo (Senim Silla)]
ANOTHER VICTIM, cops blamin Rottweilers and Pits
(But drunken Ned spreadin rumors 'bout some werewolf shit)
Man, ain't nobody got no time for fairytales
We livin in a world full of crimes, murders and crack sales
(So our eyes are desensitized, nuttin surprisin)
We numb to the fact the murder rate keeps risin
(That night) Some kids that we knew from school
(Wanna make Ned look like a drunk old fool)
So the plannin, THEY WOULD SEND TWO OUT OF THE THREE COMPANIONS
TO THE BLOCK WHERE NED WAS PANHANDLIN..
[wolf howling]
THEY JUMPED IN THE CAR (pedal to the metal)
Headed for the old train station (poor Ned's heartbeat's racin)
You can feel the tension in the air (wait stop the ride)
Ned seen a shadow by the boxcar (let's check inside)
Who wants to go first? (But nobody moved)
Ned so drunk he had no fear ("I'll go, y'all wait here!")
So he headed down the terminal (all the way to the rear)
As he looked back at the car (everybody had disappeared)
Uh-oh, something's wrong, that's around the corner
Noises comin from the boxcar (look like Ned's a goner)
That's when a hairy figure jumped from the train
(Shoulda seen Ned run, like a bat outta hell screamin the name)
"WOLFMAN JACK" - meanwhile back at the boxcar
(My man fell down to the ground he laughin so hard)
Pullin off his mask, sheddin tears from the joke
NED HAD NO IDEA IT WAS A HOAX
All alone standin - my man yelled
("He's gone, y'all can come out now") to his two companions
No reply, five minutes go by
("Oh what, y'all tryin to scare me now? Nice try!")
Approachin the ride, no sign of the two guys
He screamed ("Man I'm out!") then he got inside
SUDDENLY, out the corner of his eye, (What the hell is this?!")
On the bloody backseat laid his two friends headless
WOLF MAN JACK STRIKES AGAIN
BRINGIN THIS STORY TO A END
JUST LIKE MY MAN AND HIS CREW
IF YOU LIKE TO CRY WOLF, THE SAME THING CAN HAPPEN TO YOU...

Intro:
Ultimately, martial art means honestly expressing
yourself...
it is easy for me to put on a show and be cocky,
or I could show you some really fancy movement...
But to express oneself honestly, not lying to oneself,
and to express myslef honestly...
Now that, my friend is very hard to do.
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of
our lives
And for that live moment we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come alive
Rise and walk my son
Come into the light
Inside the dark we illuminate mics
Give knowledge to mediocre
The will to neanderthal
Filter to the the small
Digital to analog
We steady advancin'
Rhyme enhancin'
Civil minds can't keep up with this
Senim Silla:
Dig - I'ma put it on the table
I ain't a thug nigga and playa, I ain't playful
I'm just Senim Silla, man without label
Standin' on my own to you tryin' to stay stable
Speakin' what I know to only what I'm able
I ain't the kinda guy who carry on for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm just your everyday, merry way joe on the go
While others go with the flow
I ain't never been the one to follow trend, I do my own
Can't keep up with the joneses, I'm on my own shit
I don't care what you drink
What you stress, how you dress, or where you got the
link
I ain't impressed
These lames run around like mice in a maze
Tryin' to get up on cheese, its just a rat race
Wanna change times' schemes to make man worship things
Over the supreme being, or stop, fill up?
Should I join the hypocrites?
Or side with the suckas by choice
It makes no difference that y'all product of
environment
It's just coincidence
The world's a violent place baby, there ain't no more
innocence
Or civil men or penatence, just
Ignorance cast on the right from wrong
They mimic shit they see on TV or hear in a song
What that tell you they on?
A sucka act up every minute
The righteous live on but the the niggas are infinite
OneManArmy:
I ain't hardcore, I don't pack a 9 millimeter
Most of y'all gangster rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad then I'm talkin 'bout you
Claim you fear no man but never walk without crew
Where I'm from, your reputation don't mean jack
So what you pack gats and you sell fiend's crack
You ain't big time, my man
You ain't no different from the next cat in my
neigberhood who did time
Rhyme after rhyme it's the same topic
What make you think you hardcore cuz you was raised in
the projects
Broke ass finally got a hundred in your pocket
Now you on the mic spittin' money's no object
What you say is bullcrap
If you wasn't with your crew and wasn't drunk off the
brew
Would you still pull gats?
You need to stop frontin'
Or you're headed for self destruction
Yeah, today's topic is self-destruction
I ain't talkin 'bout the KRS-One discussion
I'm talkin 'bout the one too many ignorant suckas
Lyin' on the mic to my sistas and brothas
Everytime you listen to the radio, all you hear is
nonsense
They never play the bomb shit
Everything that glitters ain't gold
And every gold record don't glitter that's for damn
sure
(scratching break)
(discussion)
OneManArmy:
How many cats you know speak the illegit rhyme after
rhyme diligent?
85 percent represent ignorant
Either you innocent or guilty
Some of my favorite emcees fell off
It damn near killed me
Lookin' at the kids that was true hip-hop
Nowadays them cats don't even do hip-hop
Rap got 'em brainwashed with cats that don't last
And five minutes of fame
That's when it's a shame
Seein real emcees tryin' to imitate rappers
If you ask me they goin' out ass backwards
Tradin' in respect to push a fat Lex
Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
It hurts so bad I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up turn around and join
wack ones
This is dedicated to you hip-hop hypocrites
Droppin' wack songs like you don't give a shit
I ain't got nothin' against nobody tryin' to make a
decent living
It ain't the money that's the issue
Only if that's the reason why these cats are makin'
decent music
That's when I got beef with you
And I'ma break it you like never
Go ahead, call me player hater if it make you feel
better
Try to jump my crew if you cats feel froggy

In jail, without the bail, in jail
[Chorus over Intro Speaking]
You know what I'm saying, you got these wack emcees out here, you
know what I'm saying, they do three days in the county, you know what
I'm saying, and come home and write a rhyme about doin' bids, you know
what I'm saying, shankin', shankin' people, doin' time, they don't know
nothing 'bout time. Man, I got people locked down, you know what I'm saying
[One Man Army]
Yo its handcuffed, in the back of the bus, forty of us
The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust)
Headed upstate, no chance for escape
Barbed wire and guards and the gun tower secured the gate
My uncle's fate, was life without parole
Thank God I was blessed with an out date
I can't wait, but I got to
You probably wouldn't have did what I did to catch a bid, but I'm not you
I got a crew still on the street, they don't write me letters
No time to visit a brotha, or bother to send me cheddar
Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live
My man J, had a wife and kids
And these are the consequences, my actions committed
Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with
Along with swillas, killas, drug dealas, some rich brothas
Crackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers
All types of individuals
Sorta like a melting pot for criminals.
The system is designed to stock the plentiful
This old cat from the hood
Told me, "Out of every bad situation comes some good"
Its understood
Prison ain't good for my health
Lookin' in the mirror, introducing me to myself
I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took
Yo, I read daily, it ain't all about the books
Its all about the lessons you learn, through your experience
Applying it in a positive way, period
All praise due to Allah, I used to Skeme
'Til he showed me the straight way, (Arabic ???)
Now I'm on the V-I, telling Moms about Islam
She called me a blasphemous fool, I stayed calm
The world wasn't ready for the changes I made
They were waitin' for the nigga I was in twelfth grade
Everyday, the same old thing, I walked the yard
Set up in the chow hall, with Abdul Rahim
Cats waitin' in infirmary lines, for they medicines
Boorish Americans, walk around, with circum sevens (?)
And older heads playin' horseshoes, sometimes chess
Trippin' when I first seen a faggot with breasts
In the shower with a cap, gettin' hit from the back
White dudes, on basketball courts, kickin' hacky-sacks
Broad games, card games--face it
Everybody, time on they hands--most of it wasted
Anything to make the time fly, soon as possible
Some cats used to sleep all day, that's unacceptable
Heads getting cracked over unpaid debts
Either a shank or a lock on the side would do the trick
Correction officers, devil's advocate
And when its time to go home, parole boards wasn't havin' it
Life was hell every day, the devil's tryin' me
But I paid my debt, to society
And after twenty-seven months, of my life, I'll tell you one thing
I know why the caged bird sings
Yo, yo, yo, yo
In jail, without the bail (repeat)
[Chorus over Outro]
You know what I'm sayin', this goes out to all the caged birds
Everybody who know why the caged bird sings, you know what I'm sayin'
I know why the caged bird sings {*2X*}
In jail, in jail, in jail
I sang the same song

[Intro]
(These styles is unknown to)..
The two headed dragon
...(these styles is unknown to)
...the two headed dragon
[Senim] Yo and it goes on y'all
[Tekniq] uh huh..
([Method Man] you don't know me and you don't know my style)
[Verse 1]
The two headed dragon breathes fire, blows flames, veins pumping octane
blazing plain, same brain
Same ankle that enabled Kain to slew that's a sharp blade
Whether your willing or able I see your stockade
I'm from an age where I just played caption
It's passin' the fact that what you really tougue lashin'
Yo and we strikin' they backs like they card cold the dashin'
Can't escape slavery boy
I'm still the master of natural disaster this rap tougue twister
Emergin' from Waterworld the mightly world wind
Microphone cyclone blowing in your ears like your girlfriend
Till the world ends all these minds puttin' work in
Employ these toys on a job and we'll see what the hell they was thinkin'
Must've been drunk
What the hell was they drinkin'?
Why, are these rules?
Broke as hell in a Lincoln
Head on collisions in these rap competitions
My crew cats record turns their frames into scrape metal
Off to the junk yard
Cuz ain't nobodies on my rap level you can ask the devil
It ain't no way in hell these contenders can hender
Remember, guard your fender, from a friender
Mista so now I'm Silla, sinister swindla
I brought you stigmas when your hides bust in line a temper
This is a warning to you men
We're joining these tournaments of journalists and live by the pen
Now die by the sword
Tears through your gourd, got you through the mic cord
It's fine but explored, but just fine wine is poured
Now toast to this, as we pour a little out for those who..
...be approaching this [x7]
[Verse 2]
Battle vocalist the one man army in a war against a bliss
Rockin' knowledge brings a weaponist
Don't just step to this
I sent Pharoahe messages like Moses takin' my people on an exodus
We on the run, I split the m-i-c open
Kids try to follow but get swallowed in the ocean
Preacher of the truth, I'm believers makin' mockery
It ain't no stoppin' me, I fulfill all prophecy
Similar to David with the rock, I sling shots at your bestest warrior plus
I'm ill with the poetry
You know its me but you still couldn't catch us, manuever on the mic or loss
heads like John the Baptist
When I rap this whack MC's feel the rapture
Others fugitive style your brains couldn't capture
Ever since the beginning of time
Let there be light
That's the first day, I wrote my first rhyme
I'm still writin', I seen you lookin' at 'em, but don't even think about
bitin'
Forbidden poetry is a life
Dig these, your ass couldn't hide from me with fig leaves..
[scratching]
ah..uh..con..trol..my..ah..yo..yo
(you don't know me and you don't know my style [Method Man])
[Verse 3]
We move fast, like quick draw, McGrall, when it's time
We get raw, our crew come together like jigsaws, puzzles
We movin' on the double
A t-r-o-u-b-l-e, we spell trouble
For you cats and dogs without muzzles, barking in my face
That'll carry no weight like space shuttles
We rock the mic like rubble
Binary Star came to rain, drip, drop, rain puddles
Suddle, anonymous, rap hippopatomus, no comogenous
Deeper than a pit, that's bottomless
The knowledge is, to see us, you must meet astrologist
Stars, quasars, cyrus, synonomous..
[scratching]
...(these styles is unknown to)
...(leavin' no limits)
...(we don't forgive or forget)..
(scratching)
[scratching]
...(these styles is unknown to)...(these styles is unknown to)..
we bum rush, there's no envision
whatchu know about this [x2]
...([Method Man] you don't know me and you don't know my style)
...(these styles is unknown to)

[Intro]
(I have a request tonite...when you here this..that is
the introduction)
scratching....(do you love pianos?)
[One.Be.Lo]
This is how I represent I rock the mic 110 percent
It's intimate, I keeps the party moving like a imigrant
Binary Star, superstar its no coincidence
Every verse is intricate, this ain't a circus in a tent
We don't get down like them clowns and the kids
I'm use to being indegent, who said its all about the
Benjamin's?
I wanna fortune, I wanna make music and hit the lottery
Fortunately my music is never watery
That's how its gotta be, as far as I can see
Maybe you should grab a telescope to see my veiw its
like astronomy
It aint all about economy
so the fact that these wack emcees is making G's don't
bother me
Honestly, my number one policy is quality
never sell my soul is my philosophy
High velocity, lyrics like Nastradamus make a prophecy
I told you cats a long time a go it ain't no stoppin'
I bomb your set that's not a threat its a promise
Got everybody ridin' on my wagon like the Amish
But still I never claim to be a big rap star
So no matter who you are its still Allah hu akbar
Better believe this, most rappers can't achieve this
I'm bad to the bone but x-rays can't even see this
See I'm strategic I letcha money talk bullshit walk
While I keep it rollin' like parapalegics
Whoever's on the microphone let it be known
You in danger, I got next(necks) like the Boston
Strangler
You ain't never heard an emcee speak like this
And Rodney King ain't never felt a beat like this
Voice: (That is the Main theme)... scratching.. ( I
wanna know something else)
[Senim Silla]
Get a grip on yourself cuz you ain't grippin mines
Life and times, outta lies rap guys outta line careers
I finalize
collide with this seranade cyanide you apply for
Silla's high
The thing that makes killa's high
Hang 'em high by the gold link necktie
And drain 'em dry into tempest eye now you ain't God
so you ain't that high wanna be aeronautic
And get swatted for actin' fly
Masterminds crafty rhymes, I'll rip from drafty lines
that chill spines like the Alpines, runnin up on some
natural binds
A close encounter of the worst kind
Go ask the cats that heard I'm lyrical turpentine
Who wanna taste mine I gotta carry hill on the
wasteline
God give the bassline so let the phlegm fly
I survive seven-five through the M-ine, when I
forcefully Jedi
On the wooze I red-eye, heads fly bet I, sharpshoot
dead-eye
Snooze crews bed bye, Mary lou flippin' I pistol pump
grippin
I stompin, I semper-fi represent, temper high, signify
Walkin round ain't nothin similar
Like a Gemini, in this perimeter sublimin-ie
Cats be cut dry more why I wet guys
I be rainin precipitation 'til it's one inch your neck
high
Less fly kids misguide, without an alibi
Who said you rap tight? You come unraveled by
Slice of this rap scalpel, guys quick as apple pie
I'm learned in old schools of thought and shit you
baffled by
Conceptual intellectual fireslide
Silla oxide rhymes flow like a rockslide
you musta forgot I, have your ass knockneed and
cockeyed
Bruised, battered, broken up, walkin, cut dipped in
peroxide
Death to the Pop Fly
( I usualy don't do request numbers)... scratching..

[Scratched KRS One sample]
New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring
[Senim Silla]
Here's that other shit that y'all ain't discovered yet
Yes, I'm running it, like the government
Hint, hint, Erik B nominated me for President
And my pockets is holding treasury
Every cent
These styles is unknown truth
Like where Clark Kent goes
When Superman steps out the phone booth
Up, up and away goes the tape and show state
My mind and mouth should have came with a cape
And now Lois Lane wants a date
My fame rates higher than my pulse that's false
I'm so damn excited I made the Pointer Sisters silent
Make a pacifist get violent
The rhythm tyrant
Ansilla the Hun
Hold mics hostage with a terrorist tongue
In exchange for a handsome sum
Going down like Young Guns
In a blaze of glory before we're done
[Scratched KRS One sample]
New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring
[Senim Silla]
Rappers antagonists come to aggravate
Hip-hop, herald of life, I actuate
My haikus increasingly broaden your IQs
I assess
So now I'm going (Senim?) to test
Through the elimination process
Who can contest
Working poetry in progress
Be it world tour or conquest
So I embark on this expedition
In Napoleon tradition I'm a small man with complex expositions
Marvel of exhibitions
Can you stand the rain of this edition?
[The Anonymous]
If you want to stay in the kitchen
Quit bitching
Me and my henchmen
Trigger fingers itching
Shoot the gift like Mitch Richmond
New inventions
My intention's
To take Hip-hop to new dimensions
Did I fail to mention
We wig-splitting?
So all you Hip-hop heads probably need stitching
Tricky like Samantha Bewitching
MCs be wishing
They could stop my flow
There's no prevention
[Scratched KRS One sample]
New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring
[Sample]
Tilt your head back and look at the Stars
[Senim Silla]
We back on the scene like herpes
Stronger than Hercules
Able to rock crowds from nurseries to Universities
My beats and rhymes perfectly
Configurate like figure-eights
You would think the mic was figure skates
My soul on ice
Tonya Harding couldn't touch it
Pop it in your Benz or your bucket
Walkman's or boombox
From the suburbs to boondocks
From skyscrapers to Green Acres
Hear my tunes knock
You name it
We done it
Strike the mic and keep it rolling
Like we bowling three hundred
Three fifteen
Sold to the highest bidder
I flow like the Tigris river
I just give ya
More reasons to call us your favorite Emcees
Like Binary Star riffing rhymes over these
Compositions
You would do the same if you was in our position
But you ain't, so stop and listen
Platinum sales is not the mission
I seek and destroy my opposition
Including anything that make me not want to listen
Wack Emcees
With they weak-ass discussions
So-called producers with they cheap-ass productions
Labels need to chill with they Clark Gable deals
I get down like people in tornado drills
So while you blowed away with the bull-istic soldier
I lay low, waiting for the winds to blow over
[Scratched KRS One sample]
New types of verbal Hip-Hop I bring
I'm in a different category

[Malaki:]
The KGB make this stage twice as dangerous as these streets
Malaki and Binary form all these spontaneous beats
Formed the lyrically elite, piece to the conquistador beats
When we unsheathe the swords and the One Man Army brings beats to boards
We tell you angrious beats, defy your atheist beliefs
Malaki could get a crowd of paraplegics outta their seats
When I strangle the mic, I mangle your ass slow and painfully
Be thankful you still alive
While the faithfully by the frames catch records eye
You choose to dangerously tangle with me
You can hang out make Jack the Ripper look like your guardian angel anger me
I give you enough light cable to hang yourself
Place your name on the waitin list for hell
With the rest of the cel gangsters
And gashes on your back with the lashes with the mic cord
Warlords, storm stages making light by bombs
And all em dogs with the Krylon Cans meet my demands
Or you'll have the Michigan mic masses on your hands
[Senim Silla:]
Bio-hazardous agent on Sillas airborne
Infectuous rhyme lectures spit quick and effective
Dangerous, lethal languages of slang I kill
Murder he wrote, an assassin would remain my skill
Senims a rough son of a gun keep razors under my tongue
Strike with enough force to puncture a lung
I'm lyrically harmful, literally speaking
Emcees I'm proud beatin, demeanin and I'll treatin
Get introduced to mines and meet your demise
I despise rap guys and all they whack ties
Cause in my eyes, all men are not considered equal
Especially if you ain't one of Binary's people
[Texture:]
I'm what you asking for
I'll give you that plus a classic more
Hand delivery, verbal total package raw
The mental matador
Mic heavyweights to shake the planet core
With one verse
Got you thinking, "Yo cancel the war"
You flirtin' with death
Better off dancing with wolves
Stabbin' yourself in your vocal chords with cancerous swords
After this track, I hit the streets recruiting new thugs
'Cause we got your squad holding hands in group hugs
The die harders and orbits like a monster in your closet
Challenging us is like playing a opossum with the carcus
You could never win
Hopin' your DJ specialize in medicine
'Cause the athletic army conquers and divides your regiment
The MI residence is known for talkin' shit
Got my reputation ripping in the heart of the [?]
A fortunate gift
Bent lies that'll force you to quit
Drop the mic and have you writing for the source or some shit
[Elzhi:]
These niggas backstab like they Benedict
Drag they face in the mud til they mouth looks like they bit a brick
Butts like magnificent seven on horseback
Unsigned but find my rap portables in a source ma-
Gazine for fiends who fiend for guillotine sword stat
My tongue is a stinger, my brain is a stun gun
It's deadly as the one you put your thumbs on
And squeeze from the bottom
With fatigues but I'm high in the trees so high I can breath on a falcon
Jump down, sneak up on a emcee from the rear
A predator with the literature
It shows through my signature
Deliver more, did just for your click
What's even more sick is I'm a visitor
And plus they be diggin more
Scopin the perimeter
Sneak within the floor
Terminator 2, split your brain in two
While you snore
Keep sleepin, my train of thought is heat seekin
[?] like drippin' ink from a pen and adding Clorox
Murder emcees and leave my fingerprints on doorknobs
The court finds me guilty, might be different in the Lord's eyes
An evil genius, I play your villain in a movie
Fingertips touch the [?] from the refillin of the uzi
And it's bloodsport open up my mind from watch those slugs walk gracefully
Where your head reside is now a vacancy
Elzhi on, cut the head of a python, with a butcher knife long
When I die I want my third eye born
[O-Type Star:]
A sip of liquor, the flow [?] sensational [?] and skin like brass
The gravitational pull of two stars that's rotatin like space
Vinyl had me on the tre like Lionel Richie
Broke then rich again, Illinois to Michigan
[?] conditions I won't bitch but switch again
Style like tracks to smack who can't stab me
I build excitement like Pontiac Grand Prix
Wider is better, Iller is deffer
I'm trying to count zeros and hoes like Hugh Hefner
The O-B-A-F-G-K-M
My squad all stars, suckas we slave them
O type Star I blew spots when I said things
My thoughts take flight like black hawks with red wings
I'm slicka then a oil refinery
I hit your whole system when I shine with the Binary
[Lacks:]
And I'm in the presence of perfection
I could give a fuck about you lyin
Saying your style is free when it's tense like Les Nesman
I'm freshman at this game but we trying to graduate
I blow minds but you be blowin funk from the last ass you ate
Now let me ask you straight before I start trippin,
Is it me or does something about your lines sound like Nas cause "It Was
Written [Bitten] "
Your motor skill is outright and meanin to act fast
I hump rhythms while you couldn't Poke a Tone with Trackmaster
The rap bastard without Wu-Tang
Though, realistically most males are
The differences is I don't judge my manhood by what my sales are
If it's about the boldest, I'm the most
I'm the coldest since winter
To make you stop the tape and "Inspec-tha Deck" like you down with the RZA
Nigga {Wu-Tang Wu-Tang}
So I advise you to remember your roles
And tell your crew if they got beef, then I can bring the dinner rolls
Over [?] with swing snares and fat drum kits
I've seen [?] and holdin up chicks
I mean chickens runnin off in chickens like beastiality
And for any nigga that want it I drop the beat for you to battle me
Accepted the proof at your expense, I be the shit
Squeezin squares into little pieces like cheese nips
[OneManArmy:]
A whack emcee is something I could never be
That's like growing dreadlocks while you taking chemotherapy
Theoretically pen and paper is the recipe
Alphabetically I'm coming after you like the letter V
If you ever step to me, the worst is yet to come
You'll never get the best of me
Call it like a referee
Call it destiny, check the melody
Break the law of gravity
And lyrically catch a felony
I make it harder for the next emcee that's my specialty
Rappers better be tryin ta rap ahead of me
I'm a hard act to follow I could prove it medically
I'm sick in the head I could move a crowd with mental telepathy
Expect nothing less of me, top pedigree
Rap assassin, blastin'with syllable weaponry
Shoot the sheriff then the deputy
Don't be testin' me
Whoever think they fat can get the Dig Gregory
[J.U.I.C.E.:]
It's countless how many rappers over vinyl we scar
I jus rotate and dislocate your spine if we spar
Even freestyle in French when I'm rhyming abroad
I'm in the party rhymin off [?] Bacardi line of cigars [?]
I rattle rappers, and battle rappers trying to be hard
Rap is black jack and JUICE is like a primary card
You secondary, that's why you gotta rhyme with a squad
But genetically y'all niggas is designed to be flawed
Yesterday I spit game at your dame and she paused
To let me see a thick frame and outline it with drawers
So the chance you been looking for is finally yours
But see I'm deadlier than havin cyanide in your pores
I spin a rhyme, my hand is intertwined with the cord
Slowly the mic is ripped to bits, my dynasty tours
Big JUICE when signin off with the Binary Stars