Settle the Score Lyrics
| Song | Settle the Score |
| Artist | Lone Catalysts |
| Album | Hip Hop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo | |
| You know what, man? | |
| A lot of people think they can rap, man | |
| You know? | |
| Think they be rhymers and all this and this | |
| Just because of what they got | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| Just cause of what they drive | |
| But they don't understand, man | |
| This is poetry | |
| This is a artform | |
| This is what we do | |
| And.. | |
| If you can't do it, it don't matter +what+ you got | |
| Check it out | |
| [J. Sands] | |
| Let me talk for a moment and discuss all the perimeters | |
| The real reason why MC's remain amateur | |
| Just examine the delivery and stamina | |
| Focus in like a camera, see what I'm handin ya | |
| Is the recipe, the basics and neccessities | |
| For those who's blessin thee, mic, but too aggressively | |
| Relax, man, let it come natural, feel the ecstacy | |
| When you're holdin the mic, you should expect to be | |
| In a mindframe that 'no one can stand next to me' | |
| Blowin spots is the destinies of the best MC's | |
| And the rest? Well, they settle for less | |
| Here's a 'classic example' like A Tribe Called Quest | |
| We got jokers in the industry who never paid dues | |
| Cause their cousin brother mother knew somebody who knew | |
| And you know how that goes, political, and it's critical | |
| The charts are full of MC's who lyrically are pitiful | |
| That's like sayin analog would sound better than digital | |
| Rap is outta control, this why this time is pivotal | |
| For us to make a change from the youngest to the oldest | |
| Humblin these cats who swear up and down they the coldest | |
| Frontin like they're boldest when they know they cannot hold this | |
| If you can't protect your neck then you just be head and shoulders | |
| I swear, cause these lyrics comin sharp like shear | |
| So put my name up in your mouth, I double-dare you, yeah | |
| [CHORUS: J. Sands] | |
| Yeah, some MC's are rich, yeah, some MC's are poor | |
| But none of that will be a factor once we settle the score | |
| So we can do it like this or do it like that | |
| Cause it don't matter where you're are because I bring it where you're at | |
| [VERSE 2: J. Sands] | |
| I heard some MC's wanna get down | |
| Put your shit down and have a sit-down | |
| Forget the studio and the mixdown | |
| It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit | |
| You clean like a radio edit | |
| You couldn't tell that the styles that I use are embedded like Dyanetics | |
| Rhymes on time like FedEx | |
| Alert the medics, it's about to get messy | |
| Dirty like an SP-1200, backdoor like alley hoops | |
| It's the way I enter ciphers, spark it like a lighter | |
| Freestyles off the top for herbs and rhyme biters | |
| J. Sands, focusin 360 degrees | |
| With my plans for revolution, for land and currency | |
| But for now I'm in the Pittsburgh streets | |
| In all the sections cause in my section | |
| I make moves like I was destined | |
| To be a visualser with deep thoughts perplexin | |
| Detection negative force in all directions | |
| Usin microphones to broadcast suggestions | |
| Of devil wizardry and black folk mysery | |
| MC's fallin captive because their skills are not adaptive | |
| I rock the East Coast and every city on the atlas | |
| You paranoid, actin all sheist around your boys | |
| Didn't use your own style, so you use the decoy | |
| Now you're shadowed by a character you cannot destroy | |
| Check your reflection, your whole concept needs an inspection | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [VERSE 3: J. Sands] | |
| You can take it personal or consider this strictly business | |
| Allah's my witness, I got the knack for lyric fitness | |
| Have you duckin me like I was a Jehova Witness on your front porch | |
| You know the repertoire, kid, you don't want more | |
| Okay then what you run for, your ego's crushed, now you at the gun store? | |
| Countin your chances hopin for one more | |
| Sayin to yourself, 'I'm gonna get Sands', a slick plan | |
| You never shoulda thought up, now you gettin nada | |
| God don't like ugly so as you proceeded to plug me | |
| ????? Goretex boots and rugbies | |
| A 'frantic situation' like the Zulu Nation | |
| You shoulda used ???? they help you balancin your p.h.'in | |
| Snake type tactics, curse all those who practice | |
| If it comes around, then it goes around on the axis | |
| A powerfull impact make your ??ass back?? | |
| After no one will ever wanna touch you like a cactus | |
| The law of the shady, be it and then you'll see it | |
| Reflected by three-fold from the way which you directed | |
| It, to put it simple, you just need to quit | |
| You just a mediocre rhymer but you still talk shit | |
| You just a mediocre rapper and you still talk shit | |
| It don't matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| [CHORUS] |
| zuo qu : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo | |
| You know what, man? | |
| A lot of people think they can rap, man | |
| You know? | |
| Think they be rhymers and all this and this | |
| Just because of what they got | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| Just cause of what they drive | |
| But they don' t understand, man | |
| This is poetry | |
| This is a artform | |
| This is what we do | |
| And.. | |
| If you can' t do it, it don' t matter what you got | |
| Check it out | |
| J. Sands | |
| Let me talk for a moment and discuss all the perimeters | |
| The real reason why MC' s remain amateur | |
| Just examine the delivery and stamina | |
| Focus in like a camera, see what I' m handin ya | |
| Is the recipe, the basics and neccessities | |
| For those who' s blessin thee, mic, but too aggressively | |
| Relax, man, let it come natural, feel the ecstacy | |
| When you' re holdin the mic, you should expect to be | |
| In a mindframe that ' no one can stand next to me' | |
| Blowin spots is the destinies of the best MC' s | |
| And the rest? Well, they settle for less | |
| Here' s a ' classic example' like A Tribe Called Quest | |
| We got jokers in the industry who never paid dues | |
| Cause their cousin brother mother knew somebody who knew | |
| And you know how that goes, political, and it' s critical | |
| The charts are full of MC' s who lyrically are pitiful | |
| That' s like sayin analog would sound better than digital | |
| Rap is outta control, this why this time is pivotal | |
| For us to make a change from the youngest to the oldest | |
| Humblin these cats who swear up and down they the coldest | |
| Frontin like they' re boldest when they know they cannot hold this | |
| If you can' t protect your neck then you just be head and shoulders | |
| I swear, cause these lyrics comin sharp like shear | |
| So put my name up in your mouth, I doubledare you, yeah | |
| CHORUS: J. Sands | |
| Yeah, some MC' s are rich, yeah, some MC' s are poor | |
| But none of that will be a factor once we settle the score | |
| So we can do it like this or do it like that | |
| Cause it don' t matter where you' re are because I bring it where you' re at | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| I heard some MC' s wanna get down | |
| Put your shit down and have a sitdown | |
| Forget the studio and the mixdown | |
| It' s time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit | |
| You clean like a radio edit | |
| You couldn' t tell that the styles that I use are embedded like Dyanetics | |
| Rhymes on time like FedEx | |
| Alert the medics, it' s about to get messy | |
| Dirty like an SP1200, backdoor like alley hoops | |
| It' s the way I enter ciphers, spark it like a lighter | |
| Freestyles off the top for herbs and rhyme biters | |
| J. Sands, focusin 360 degrees | |
| With my plans for revolution, for land and currency | |
| But for now I' m in the Pittsburgh streets | |
| In all the sections cause in my section | |
| I make moves like I was destined | |
| To be a visualser with deep thoughts perplexin | |
| Detection negative force in all directions | |
| Usin microphones to broadcast suggestions | |
| Of devil wizardry and black folk mysery | |
| MC' s fallin captive because their skills are not adaptive | |
| I rock the East Coast and every city on the atlas | |
| You paranoid, actin all sheist around your boys | |
| Didn' t use your own style, so you use the decoy | |
| Now you' re shadowed by a character you cannot destroy | |
| Check your reflection, your whole concept needs an inspection | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3: J. Sands | |
| You can take it personal or consider this strictly business | |
| Allah' s my witness, I got the knack for lyric fitness | |
| Have you duckin me like I was a Jehova Witness on your front porch | |
| You know the repertoire, kid, you don' t want more | |
| Okay then what you run for, your ego' s crushed, now you at the gun store? | |
| Countin your chances hopin for one more | |
| Sayin to yourself, ' I' m gonna get Sands', a slick plan | |
| You never shoulda thought up, now you gettin nada | |
| God don' t like ugly so as you proceeded to plug me | |
| ????? Goretex boots and rugbies | |
| A ' frantic situation' like the Zulu Nation | |
| You shoulda used nbsp???? they help you balancin your p. h.' in | |
| Snake type tactics, curse all those who practice | |
| If it comes around, then it goes around on the axis | |
| A powerfull impact make your nbsp?? ass back?? | |
| After no one will ever wanna touch you like a cactus | |
| The law of the shady, be it and then you' ll see it | |
| Reflected by threefold from the way which you directed | |
| It, to put it simple, you just need to quit | |
| You just a mediocre rhymer but you still talk shit | |
| You just a mediocre rapper and you still talk shit | |
| It don' t matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò qǔ : J. Rawls, Sanders | |
| Yo | |
| You know what, man? | |
| A lot of people think they can rap, man | |
| You know? | |
| Think they be rhymers and all this and this | |
| Just because of what they got | |
| Youknowmsayin? | |
| Just cause of what they drive | |
| But they don' t understand, man | |
| This is poetry | |
| This is a artform | |
| This is what we do | |
| And.. | |
| If you can' t do it, it don' t matter what you got | |
| Check it out | |
| J. Sands | |
| Let me talk for a moment and discuss all the perimeters | |
| The real reason why MC' s remain amateur | |
| Just examine the delivery and stamina | |
| Focus in like a camera, see what I' m handin ya | |
| Is the recipe, the basics and neccessities | |
| For those who' s blessin thee, mic, but too aggressively | |
| Relax, man, let it come natural, feel the ecstacy | |
| When you' re holdin the mic, you should expect to be | |
| In a mindframe that ' no one can stand next to me' | |
| Blowin spots is the destinies of the best MC' s | |
| And the rest? Well, they settle for less | |
| Here' s a ' classic example' like A Tribe Called Quest | |
| We got jokers in the industry who never paid dues | |
| Cause their cousin brother mother knew somebody who knew | |
| And you know how that goes, political, and it' s critical | |
| The charts are full of MC' s who lyrically are pitiful | |
| That' s like sayin analog would sound better than digital | |
| Rap is outta control, this why this time is pivotal | |
| For us to make a change from the youngest to the oldest | |
| Humblin these cats who swear up and down they the coldest | |
| Frontin like they' re boldest when they know they cannot hold this | |
| If you can' t protect your neck then you just be head and shoulders | |
| I swear, cause these lyrics comin sharp like shear | |
| So put my name up in your mouth, I doubledare you, yeah | |
| CHORUS: J. Sands | |
| Yeah, some MC' s are rich, yeah, some MC' s are poor | |
| But none of that will be a factor once we settle the score | |
| So we can do it like this or do it like that | |
| Cause it don' t matter where you' re are because I bring it where you' re at | |
| VERSE 2: J. Sands | |
| I heard some MC' s wanna get down | |
| Put your shit down and have a sitdown | |
| Forget the studio and the mixdown | |
| It' s time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit | |
| You clean like a radio edit | |
| You couldn' t tell that the styles that I use are embedded like Dyanetics | |
| Rhymes on time like FedEx | |
| Alert the medics, it' s about to get messy | |
| Dirty like an SP1200, backdoor like alley hoops | |
| It' s the way I enter ciphers, spark it like a lighter | |
| Freestyles off the top for herbs and rhyme biters | |
| J. Sands, focusin 360 degrees | |
| With my plans for revolution, for land and currency | |
| But for now I' m in the Pittsburgh streets | |
| In all the sections cause in my section | |
| I make moves like I was destined | |
| To be a visualser with deep thoughts perplexin | |
| Detection negative force in all directions | |
| Usin microphones to broadcast suggestions | |
| Of devil wizardry and black folk mysery | |
| MC' s fallin captive because their skills are not adaptive | |
| I rock the East Coast and every city on the atlas | |
| You paranoid, actin all sheist around your boys | |
| Didn' t use your own style, so you use the decoy | |
| Now you' re shadowed by a character you cannot destroy | |
| Check your reflection, your whole concept needs an inspection | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 3: J. Sands | |
| You can take it personal or consider this strictly business | |
| Allah' s my witness, I got the knack for lyric fitness | |
| Have you duckin me like I was a Jehova Witness on your front porch | |
| You know the repertoire, kid, you don' t want more | |
| Okay then what you run for, your ego' s crushed, now you at the gun store? | |
| Countin your chances hopin for one more | |
| Sayin to yourself, ' I' m gonna get Sands', a slick plan | |
| You never shoulda thought up, now you gettin nada | |
| God don' t like ugly so as you proceeded to plug me | |
| ????? Goretex boots and rugbies | |
| A ' frantic situation' like the Zulu Nation | |
| You shoulda used nbsp???? they help you balancin your p. h.' in | |
| Snake type tactics, curse all those who practice | |
| If it comes around, then it goes around on the axis | |
| A powerfull impact make your nbsp?? ass back?? | |
| After no one will ever wanna touch you like a cactus | |
| The law of the shady, be it and then you' ll see it | |
| Reflected by threefold from the way which you directed | |
| It, to put it simple, you just need to quit | |
| You just a mediocre rhymer but you still talk shit | |
| You just a mediocre rapper and you still talk shit | |
| It don' t matter what your name is, you can still get dissed | |
| CHORUS |
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