Due Process (Instrumental)

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, rocking to the break dawn 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 Something 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 delish on Who put me in a top position, J. Sands dishing No look like Ron Strickland Make the average MC contemplate, just sitting Down, the wax spin like merry go round While I format the verbs and nouns through underground Now what you're looking 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 checking Due process, paying these dues, battling crews At the same time, livin in life, givin enlightenment Seeing eye for the blind Through the darkness of the industry we ministry I go on like etcetera And blast my way out the plethora of replicas Cats steady acting extra And they parts is non speaking My skills go without and beyond speaking Address your congregation like a deacon Seeking converts, my convo is a honor and a pleasure You seein me is like Geraldo seein Al Capone's treasure You the don of mediocrity, I'm the indispensable hero of hypocrisy Stopping your flow like bureaucracy Due process, you got blessed by the best of the population Word to Black Shawn, I see your whole operation And shut it down, cut it down like rain forest You see Talib Kweli when you look up the idlest in the thesaurus I'm the definition of special edition with rack and pinion steering To make my handling more smooth than aloe and lanolin Manifesto spitting, my stiletto's hitting On a ghetto mission to keep it fabulous Like a Lone Catalysts composition Due process, paying these dues, battling crews At the same time, livin in life, givin enlightenment Seeing eye for the blind Through the darkness of the industry we ministry On a level of metaphors with lies life seems to depreciate Like automobiles submit its original state I'm into brothers with registered plates Pushing the weight of my spirit Passing 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, racing the currents of winds Making the intangible bend with aerodynamics and panoramic visioning I see the world we livin in, five gallons of knowledge A tank full filled with lessons My temperature gauge measures all of the blessings For the miles I'm stretching Passing what is hot and what you got for all you cats on the list Cause us to be the Catalysts Of a new era, correcting errors Learn to love it or leave it alone Reciting these Nubian poems From NYC to ATL we got continuous flows Due process, paying these dues, battling crews At the same time, livin in life, givin enlightenment Seeing eye for the blind Through the darkness of the industry we ministry