Lyrics Due Process - Lone Catalysts
[ VERSE
1:
J.
Sands
]
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
[ CHORUS:
Rubix
(&
Talib
Kweli)
]
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
[ VERSE
2:
Talib
Kweli
]
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
seein
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
(?)
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
[ CHORUS:
Rubix
(&
Talib
Kweli)
]
[ VERSE
3:
Rubix
]
On
a
level
of
metaphors
with
lies
life
seems
to
depreciate
Like
automobiles
submit
its
original
state
I'm
into
brothers
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
[ CHORUS:
Rubix
(&
Talib
Kweli)
]
1 01 Intro
2 Q & A
3 Hip Hop
4 A Few Words from Buka
5 3 Yrs Ago
6 Ill Technique
7 …more Words from Buka
8 The Pro's
9 It's Working
10 Place to Be
11 Hip Hop Was a Crime
12 Settle the Score
13 Ayanna Monet
14 Due Process
15 Xtinction
16 Politix
17 Live at Nkiru Bookstore
18 Lone Catalysts
19 Part of the Game
20 Thin as Paper
21 Paper Chase
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