Binary Star - K.G.B. lyrics

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(feat. J.U.I.C.E.)

[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

Im lyrically harmful, literally speaking

Emcees Im proud beatin, demeanin and ill 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

Its 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

Whats 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 its 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 wont bitch but switch again

Style like tracks to smack who cant stab me

I build excitement like Pontiac Grand Prix

Wider is better, Iller is deffer

Im 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

Im 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 its tense like Les Nesman

Im 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 its about the boldest , Im the most

Im 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.]

Its 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

Im 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 Im 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

The only person who could kick a doper line would be Go