[Intro] "It's a matter of more men, knowing that I can do it Everytime I get on the train, almost everyday I see my name I said 'Yeah, you know what, I was there. I marked it' It doesn't matter, it's for me, it's not for no body else to see I don't care, I don't care about no body else seen it, or the fact that they can read it or not It's for me, other graffiti writers, that we can read it All these other people who don't write, they excluded, I don't care about them No, they don't matter to me. This is for us." [Verse One - One Be Lo] We hard to the apple core, raps galore at your door Pull crowds like a magic sword, ex-ca-libor Travel north on a saddled horse, on a battle course Rap in codes, tap in morse, Lo never lack the force You need to practice more, you ain't in my cat-e-gor I rap for sport, Decompoze got my back support Just pa** the torch, and of course, I can rattle yours, ask for more The more the Marry (merry) get your raps divorced Slice like a razor blade, mix tape brigade Raps erase ya data- base, snatch your flavor, call you Gator-rade Trying to get major paid, like the upper cla**? You can't escape from the wrath, sufferin succatash Bust your a**, with a duffle bag, full of mustard gas Fingertips equipped, with a touch of cla** We touchin' fans, we trust no man, here comes the plan All we need is just a chance, we must advance [Hook: One Be Lo] This is who we are No movie stars No nudie bars No j**elery jars No groovy cars Some truly are We just wanna see some elevation in hip-hop Producers slash emcees when the beat drop {Decompoze} One Be Lo ripping mics, unparalleled Trackezoids on the beats, unparalleled Subterranous hip-hop, unparalleled {*scratches "My beats and rhymes perfectly, configurate" - One Be Lo*} [Verse Two - One Be Lo] Just, clowing you circus acts, and nervous cats With gerber raps, I murder wax, similar to Roberta Flack k**ing you softly, with every word, no time for stress Petty herbs get addressed like the gettysburg A hundred miles and racing, with a wild imagination Even if I get the job half-done it's half-amazing My only obligation, Trackezoid collaborations Go together like masturbation and ejaculation Coming with accurate calculations, configurations Like the pyramids, lyrically, there's no equivalent Michigan citizens, should've been sittin' in Switzerland Listen to lyrics I roll, like a michelin Tired of rappers, smoking phillies Not really sayin' nothin', like Milli Vanilli, my style? Don't be silly Don't need a filthy record deal, people still feel me Big willies, hillbillies, I rhyme without achilles [Hook] {*scratches from New Hip Hop by Binary Star*} [Verse Three - One Be Lo] We keep it hot like the summer time, when it comes to rhymes What my tounge designed, is nothin' but thoughts from the mind And I've come to find, most cats is deaf, dumb and blind So I gotta scat, and get mines, {*scratches "underline"*} I hold my own weight, most of y'all can't say the same Don't know the rules, but still wanna play the game What type of stuff is that? Always trying to bluff a cat Talking about your fake power moves, I heard enough of that I'm trying to stay positive, give it all I got to give Retired with the wifey on the mountain ridge Allah blessed with lots of kids grow old, get burried on my right side Everybody missed me, but look on the bright side I pa**ed on the legacy, through my wife's pregnancy The family reunions will be more like a concert CD's and T-Shirts, Hip-Hop collectables Some cats could've got hurt for acting unprofessional Try to play me Glenn Close, but you had the wrong one Couldn't hurt me in the long run, peep the song son [Hook] {*scratches "You name it, we've done it" - One Be Lo*} [One Be Lo] This is who we are No movie stars No nudie bars No j**elery jars No groovy cars Some truly are We just wanna see some elevation in hip-hop Producers slash emcees when the beat drop Drop *fades* {*scratches from New Hip Hop by Binary Star*} When the beat drop No movie stars No nudie bars No j**elery jars No groovy cars..