Masters of the Universe
Album - 21 novembre 2000 - Debaser id 54532

[Intro]

(I have a request tonite...when you here this..that is the introduction)

scratching....(do you love pianos?)



[Tekniq]

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' me

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 who act God

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..

( unless of course I have been asked to do so)...

Sample - Movie]

It's a new day, motherfucker

[Scratched Sample]

Live 'cause I got no choice

[Senim Silla and the Anonymous]

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

[The Anonymous]

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 the Anonymous]

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

[The Anonymous]

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

[The Anonymous]

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 the Anonymous]

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)]

When you want it live, you can't compromise or settle

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)

I tell ya I don't mind shuffling

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
And I'll be damned if I ever let it happen again
Fatal Attraction [repeated over scratches]
Yea, yea, I caught one to play me close like her name was Glenn