I WENT FROM DIMLIT AS THE STAGE OR LIKE THE CHERRY ON A PASSED JOINT TO EXPLOSIVE BLINDING LIGHT BRIGHT ATOMIC BOMB FLASHPOINT NO WARNIN NAPALM IN THE MORNIN APOCALYPSE LATER BECAUSE NOW IS WHEN IT’S DAWNIN ON THEM THAT THE ONOMATOPOEIA (BOOM) IS JOHN BONHAM’S BOMBIN FROM A DIRIGIBLE OVER YOUR METROPOLITAN NEW YORK, CHICAGO, LOS ANGELES, ALL OF THEM FTP SO NOW THE COPS WILL WANNA CALL IT IN NO TIME FOR POLITICKIN WITH POLITICIANS OR CHARLATANS VISIBILITY BUILDIN SO FEDS IS PROBABLY FOLLOWIN NOT SIMPLY JUST A VILLAIN STEALIN THESE COSMOPOLITAN BITCHES THAT WAS FRIGID NOW GIVIN HEAD AND GOBBLE SWALLOWIN ALL THIS DICK RIDIN IGNITED SWIFT LIKE A BIC LIGHTER FLAMMABLE ANIMALS MELT LIKE CANDLES WHEN I SPIT FIRE AND THE SHINE FROM MY MIND WHEN I RHYME, TRUST THE L-U-S-T-R-E … LUSTRE IT’S TAKIN SOME TIME REFINE SHINE TO LUSTRE UNCORK THE FINE WINE AND TOUCH THE GLASSES THE CASK IS FILLIN UP, THAT’S IT GET EM UP CRITCALLY MASSIVE NEEDLE TO THE RECORD, REFLECT THE SHEEN IN THE GROOVE HAVIN PAPARRAZZI WATCHIN LIKE CHARLIE SHEEN ON THE MOVE WHEN WE WILD OUT WITH THE WILD THINGS A MILE OUT WITH THE HIGHNESS KING SIZED OUT LIKE I’M MIDAS (BLING) BLIND EYE FOR THE STYLISH KIDS DON’T MIND US LET THE VINYL SPIN U-N-I-T-Y LIKE IT’S TIME AGAIN AT RADIOTRON MAYBE YOUR MOM MET ME AND THE CREW IN THE 90’S AND MAYBE SHE DOWNED A FEW HEINEKENS MAYBE WENT DOWN ON A GUY OR TEN IF AMIDALA WAS YOUR MAMA THEN I’M YOUR FATHER LUKE, EMPIRE THEN STRIKES BACK, TWICE AS FAST, TINA TURNER IKE SMACK NINA BURNER LIKE CLACK LEAVE A BURGER LIKE STACK WITH GLEAMING BURSTS OF LIGHT FLASH EITHER THAT, OR AN INTRVENE INSTERTED NIGHTCAP TIL YOUR SIGHT’S BLACK IN THE CHAMBER, LIKE THE “R” I’M THE REMAINDER ONE ON ONE, RESPECT FOR L. SCATTER’S A NO-BRAINER UNIVERSAL ZULU NATION, FOUNDATION, AND PROJECT BLOWED FUNKOLLECTIVELY ALL OVER THE GLOBE, TIME TO EXPLODE LIKE IT’S TAKIN SOME TIME REFINE SHINE TO LUSTRE UNCORK THE FINE WINE AND TOUCH THE GLASSES THE CASK IS FILLIN UP, THAT’S IT GET EM UP CRITCALLY MASSIVE IT’S TAKIN SOME TIME REFINE SHINE TO LUSTRE UNCORK THE FINE WINE AND TOUCH THE GLASSES THE CASK IS FILLIN UP, THAT’S IT GET EM UP (CRITCALLY MASSIVE) AT THE BEAT SWAP MEET WATCH WE GOT BOOMBOX AT BP’S SPOT HEATROCKS FROM PREMO, JAY-DEE, AND PETE ROCK COULD DOUBLE UP ON REEBOKS, PUMA OR ADIDAS LISTEN RECOVERY OF WAX IN THIS UNIQUE SPOT IS THE VINYL PLATES WE EAT OFF, MIGHTY JUNEBUGG GOT THE SWEETENED POT IT’S THE UTMOS ON THE WEST COAST REAL DJ’S MAKIN SPEAKERS POP YOU WANNA GET YOUR WIG CHOPPED, SNAGNETO’S GOT THE CRAZY CUTS MR CLEAN WITH CLIPPERS SEEN YOU IN THE CHAIR GET FADED UP BEATS ARE A NECESSITY FOR THE LYRICS THAT I SPOUT TO THIS MEATY OGRE GOT ME THE WAX, BUT THE TRACK IS BY THE A-A-A-A-ALCHEMIST AND OVER THAT I’M SO HAZARDOUS, LIKE A SEVERING SLICE STRAIGHT THROUGH YOUR HYPOTHALAMUS WHAT’S THE ANALYSIS CANNONBALL ADDERLEY ATLAS WEIGHT ON MY BACK THAT’S LIFTED WITH A SPLIFF LIKE HANNIBAL SMITH CANNABIS ACCESS YOU COULD BURN ONE IN THE ALLEY, JUST WATCH OUT FOR THE PURPLESHIRTS LOS ANGELES SOUTHERN CALI, THEY’RE JUST A BUNCH OF CIRCLE JERKS BECAUSE MY ROOTS ARE NAPPY, THEY ASSUME I’M DIRTY SERVIN WORK NOTORIOUSLY I CHANGE THE STYLE, CALL ME THE GRANDSON OF BAZERK FROM THE GRANDSTAR JAZZ CLUB TO THE KAOS NETWORK RUNNIN LEIMERT TO THE RAMPART DISTRICT J.U.I.C.E. SPOT SO THE YOUTH GOT SOMETHIN RUNNIN WORTH THEIR TIME, BECAUSE LUSTRE MEANS TO SHINE

SUN BLOOM from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol. 1 by L. Scatter Palm trees upon these soils labeled domestic sway semi-silently save no trace of hectic hustle, tectonic muscle movement majestic earth movin rhythm exposed when I projected sounds that be quaking the ground vibration penetrates souls of those makin the sound that motion imitates no limit, then it breaks a barrier unheard of divisions are hidden like gettin hate when you preferred love equal and opposite when opposites are equalized like the sounds through the board that which we provide record onto tape and then modify, I know a lot have tried to duplicate complexities of life as trife as it gets but bet we bring good things to life like marionettes or general electrical charge in effect it’s still larger than life sound and motion are a spectacle they consume and wanna produce like in the womb sound and motion combination makin the sun bloom they consume and wanna produce like in the womb sound and motion combination I’m makin the sun bloom

BROWN HALO from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol. 1 Brown halo, setting of the sun, slow cooked process rotisserie runs, rotational with the gravitational one electromagnetic interference can stun this population of technological innovation with no cessation in fact it’s acceleration is unchecked unmatched and indirect by-productive ‘cause greed is in effect make ends meet, or take ends street by street til you stack up enough so you can eat it’s all a hustle, whether monetary or muscle means to an end and in the end they lust still and must kill, so they can make it body clothed in the best but their souls laid naked like you got a bad feeling and couldn’t shake it ‘cause you had the worst thirst and couldn’t slake it under a Brown halo, ring around the righteous chokehold increasing the grip like seven vices each day of the week, makin sacrifices compromise callin collect payin the prices 1-800- WHY-HATE unin- habited individuals who keep the runnin pace and the space limitations a waste instead of racin into space you should check out the base ground control to major tom, major problems plague the afraid to face them like hobgoblins and God’s watchin but we don’t know what he thinks so we speculate on whether or not we’re on the brink of disaster, let me ask you a question, do you make your own path or is everything pre-destined? you might let the inquiry injure the mentality force reality to set you free under a Brown Halo ring around the righteous Brown Halo setting of the sun Brown Halo ring around the righteous Brown Halo Brown Halo Brown Halo

GROOVE RIDE SMOOTHER from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape It may behoove you to move with rhythm and found grooves in the night if it’s hype or mellow the sound soothes speakers reverberate when the plate moves under the stylus the style is simple and straight smooth and the crinkle of breaks prove that the static could just add the magic that synths lose and just like the hatchet that splits crews the divide between live and electro I find grew the vinyl or the records, the records I dig through with reckless abandon I jam in a big stew (mixed!) resulting in tracks to spit to whether versed or just top of the head to get you, my mission is the compositions I let flew whether tracks to relax or rhythms to sweat to back to the axe and grindstone to cool hack on the stacks of vinyl I’m gonna do so can I get a handclap from the back? (groove ride smooth) fingersnap to the track (groove ride smooth) front to back ‘cuz it’s packed ‘cuz the (groove ride smooth) what you know about that? can I get a ‘clap from the back? (groove ride smooth) fingersnap to the track (groove ride smooth) front to back ‘cuz it’s packed ‘cuz the (groove ride smooth) what you know about that? It never died, the vibe survives where I reside outside the lies applied to blindside where the Cyclops can co-op your Hip Hop and wrap a slipknot ‘round your neck like a sick cop as you stand there, frozen like a mannequin in the land of the blind it seems the one-eyed man is king but despite that, you fight that sight back and have a good time, for tomorrow you’ll be right back in reality dealin with your tragedies but tonight spark a light down a brew and think casually get on the floor and get bizarre epileptic but don’t electric slide but get by on some next shit with a b-boy/b-girl effervescence back to the essence, magnificence manifestin I’m missin this as a presence in prisons of pretense it’s pretend things are right, just tonight in consensus. so can I get a handclap from the back? (groove ride smooth) fingersnap to the track (groove ride smooth) front to back ‘cuz it’s packed ‘cuz the (groove ride smooth) what you know about that? can I get a clap from the back? (groove ride smooth) fingersnap to the track (groove ride smooth) front to back ‘cuz it’s packed ‘cuz the (groove ride smooth) what you know about that?

BREAKIN A SWEAT from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol. 1 Overcast is over fast, caught breakfast the next graph for us to transpose is school direct path to let that trip over be soon, minutes made or minutes wasted in the halls of buffoons, wish to consume victory taste it in the sky with blue moons, not so often that I crave it it’ll be over soon info’s free, books have enslaved it on the mic I’ve cocooned with the hope I might escape it and people think I’m a loon, but fuck people, cause I can make it creature in the lagoon, no mans an island so I’m filing for financial aid boon, with the solace that I’m rhymin and the rhymin’s in tune with my aura and my feelings later for makin dubloons, ducats and shillings for a killin’ why am I, breakin a sweat work smarter not just harder if you’re breakin a sweat and smoke some arbor by the harbor if you’re breakin a sweat ‘cause what they charge for livin large got suckaz breakin their necks…

I GOTTA LOVE BY L.SCATTER NEAR THE END OF 97 ALMOST 1998 IN THE SMALL AUDITORIUM, LONG BEACH CAL STATE UNIVERSITY, DIVERSITY WAS CERTAINLY HAPPENIN AND YOU COULD SEE THAT REFLECTED BY THE PEOPLE THAT’S RAPPIN ON THE STAGE IN THE THEATER, BLAZED OUT AND BEING THE BEST EMCEE THAT I COULD BE SO THAT EVEN THE CROWD WOULD RECOGNIZE AND I’M CHECKIN SETS OF EYES ‘CAUSE I ALWAYS TRY TO MAKE CONTACT WITH EVERYONE INSIDE THERE WERE A PAIR OF FEMALE PEOPLE NEAR THE FRONT ROW WHO CLEARLY APPRECIATED ALL THESE PERFORMERS AT ONE SHOW YOU HAD HOMEMADE GRAVY, THE BLACK EYED PEAS, THE BLACK WHOLE AND ME THE SCATTER B. JERN ONE AND MINO WE WERE THE MINDTRAP AND WE CHANGED OUR MINDS BACK WHEN WE WERE EVOLVING OUR IDENTITIES AND RHYMES BACK THEN LOVE IS BLIND BAT MEN I SMILED SHE SMILED BACK AND IT WOULD LEAD TO ASIATIC DRAGONFLY ACTION MONTHS PASS BY BUT 98 IS STILL THE YEAR THOUGH I’M KINDA USED TO PEOPLE LOOKIN AT ME LIKE A WEIRDO I’M AT A CLUB ON SANTA MONICA THURSDAY NIGHT REWIND (LEGEND!) HAD MORE THAN A FEW DRINKS BUT NOT EXCESSIVE, I’M A BE FINE HOOKED ON CIGARETTES, TO THE PATIO MADE A BEELINE IMPOSED ON THE CHAIR OF A GIRL AND THOUGHT “AYO SHE FINE” CONVERSATION WAS A MATCH STRUCK UP IN FLASHES AND SHE ASKED ME IF I WAS FROM “MINDTRAP” I STARTED LAUGHIN AND I MADE HER FEEL UNEASY, BECAUSE ME AND RED CLEEZY, AND JERN WERE TALKIN ABOUT CHAGIN THE NAME OVER A BIDI WE HAD USED IT FOR THAT ONE SHOW QUOTIN ORGANIZED KONFUSION BRING IT ON MUTHAFUCKA BRING IT ON THAT’S WHAT WE’D DO THEN AND SO I BROUGHT IT ON AS SUCH A CHARMING RAPPER DO SHE INVITED US TO DENNY’S ON SUNSET FOR SOME CLUB AFTERFOOD SMOTHERED HASH BROWNS AND COFFEE MADE MY APPETITE SHE HAD A GRILLED CHEESE WITH TOMATO AND A SIDE OF RANCH THAT NIGHT YEARS GO PAST, THE HAPPINESS AND UPS AND DOWNS AND MIDDLE GROUND AND DISCONTENT THAT JUST SEEMS TO SURROUND THEM THE DISTRUST AND DISGUST AND THIS JUST ASTOUNDS THEM AND DUMBFOUNDS THEM, LOVE LEFT FOR THE UNDERGROUND THEN AND THE CROWNIN ACHIEVEMENT OR CHERRY ON TOP WAS GETTING MARRIED BY SHOTGUN, A NEFARIOUS PLOT TO SOME, IT CARRIES A LOT OF BAGGAGE LOOKED AT AS A SAVAGE IN VARIOUS SPOTS THIS GLADIATOR GOT HIS CHARIOT ROCKED AND WILDIN OUT TO WHERE HE’D BURY HIS COCK DEEP INTO VARIOUS TWATS VERY MERCENARY, DIRTY AS THE HARRIEST COP I CALLAHANED IT TO HIM, YOU REALLY SERIOUS? STOP BECAUSE CLEARLY YOU’VE GOT A WOMAN WORTHY OF PROPS WHOSE LOVE ENDURED THROUGH HATE AND SEPARATION IT’S REALLY A LOT TO COME BACK TO, AND THAT’S TRUE I FEEL THAT I OUGHT TO LET THE WORLD KNOW, AS FAR AS GIRLS GO MY ‘CILLE IS THE TOP I GOT A LOVE

PANIC ATTACK feat. LYRAFLIP from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol. 1 By L. Scatter and Lyraflip Scatter: It was a panic attack another manic Monday but I manage to rap and damage the track the runway that I ravage is wax and amateurs lack the advantage of the man that could smack the competition into submission and then sandwich the wack in a vice to squeeze tight, no room to breathe hyperventilate and then makes you see light in a spectrum let them see the disadvantages of being a rectum Lyraflip: Uh, I think they lost, I’m a have to direct them to the other side and I ain’t even leavin ‘em breadcrumbs all on the floor follow your destiny get some before you suffer you’ll get treated like a red-headed stepson is what I told myself before it went downhill the weight of the world on my shoulder felt like an anvil was tryin to collapse on me, I’m letting the past haunt me I’m panicking dammit I wish the man would back off me Scatter: and keep the leashes on their dogs, and their firehoses off and their mind control experiments that keep us in the smog respiration is a privilege, not a right, it’s called the law your life just gets adjusted, you don’t need to get involved Lyraflip: but I’m a rebel with a cause, bangin heavy metal, no guitars let the dust settle then I step in like I’m El DeBarge I could see the future I don’t need no tarot cards I don’t believe in that ‘cause mathematically the years are off

BELIEVERS OF THE TRUE SCHOOL from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol.1 by L. Scatter True school renaissance spirit of old haunts like L.Q. Bronx River and Radiotron from Uncle Jam’s Army to Unity and the sponsor- ship shouldn’t commercialize ‘cuz corporations will want to milk it like they built it, but we know that the Bronx is the birthplace of this culture in it’s previous forms and it’s present and it’s future is dependent on con- temporaries though we vary in the eeriest norms but Hip Hop has no end to put a period on just a run on sentence that we hear in a song and if we leave it to viacom they’ll be steering us wrong unless we detonate suddenly like mysterious bombs check it, the mirror your on makes you tear in the pond so when it’s clear and it’s warm, you’re still fearing the storm ‘cause there are four elements to gain experience on True School B-Boy, I’m right here and it’s on We’re the Believers of the True School (Real Hip Hop) whether scratchin’ or breakin’ or bombin’ or rockin’ the spot it’s the essence of hearin the beat knock on your block We’re the Believers of the True School (Real Hip Hop) whether scratchin’ or breakin’ or bombin’ or rockin’ the spot it’s the essence of hearin the beat knock on your block For the respect I get raw on a checkerboard floor just an extention of skills, catch wreck and you all saw ‘rocks is on top, knee-drop to all fall in the rhythm ‘cuz I’m givin’ my all so (Yes Y’all) to the beat y’all, and it don’t stop ‘cuz the beat calls the call of the styles appalling you while the feet fall on linoleum, hardwood or concrete y’all the same intensity as when I speak on the beats or poking drum pads on my MPC pause spin back to a backspin to a freeze or flip up off the floor like a greaseball sweatin beads more like buckshots spraying enemies more I’m a see-saw quick to read y’all with the balance to defeat more competitors like predators of retards dual attack like you read cards, breakin and rhymin the timings not too hard to keep on six step to 2000 CC’s like 2 liter heaters windmills in your face in space of millimeters hard to sleep on, I got the Mic or the floor in my palm word is bond flip the beat on that old Believers of the True School (Real Hip Hop) whether scratchin’ or breakin’ or bombin’ or rockin’ the spot it’s the essence of hearin the beat knock on your block We’re the Believers of the True School (Real Hip Hop) whether scratchin’ or breakin’ or bombin’ or rockin’ the spot it’s the essence of hearin the beat knock on your block

HINDSIGHT from the BSM all vinyl MixedTape Vol. 1 It’s been a second since I last put paper to pen and I’m like the Jigsaw killer with a pit and a pendulum in the darkness I sparked this with a written agenda then to Improvise live I’ve adopted right into the repertoire, respected y’all, head noddin til your neck is sore backbone like stegosaurs, check your local record stores my vinyl’s a product of my spinal column workin class work ethic and my mind’s evolving maturation should match your patience forever getting better, that’s what a master makes then mad temptations and distractions snake in a venomous mess like you was masturbatin on stage the “yes yes” is the activation of the power “to the beat y’all” a massive statement and even if I’m one of the last to make it retrospect’s focused so have to take it In hindsight, I wouldn’t rhyme as tight if I took the easy path with the blinding lights ‘cause my underground surroundings keep me shinin bright as long as cadence, wordplay and my timings right In hindsight, I wouldn’t rhyme as tight if I took the easy path with the blinding lights ‘cause my underground surroundings keep me shinin bright as long as cadence, wordplay and my timings right I was at a crossroads although don’t wanna play myself out, but want that tall dough also I understand creative license, and the way that we’d be writin but don’t ever want to come across as false, yo I project it so you feel it in your torso and see it in a vision as an Eloheim like Orko it’s divine in it’s essence, and I’m finding my presence while runnin through the obstacles that this course holds Scatter’s not a vegetarian, no pork though vegan dishes mixed with a potato ball from Porto’s I stay genuine, even when makin Benjamins while others are pretending, I’m rockin stages at more shows transmittin spit like it’s morse code mind over matter like use the force so rhyming with Scatter is like a science experiment in ocean environments circled by dorsals and you’re only just a morsel either that or end up washed up on the shore slow ‘cause my tidal wave of vinyl is historical with Marvski in the mix with Scattergorical In hindsight, I wouldn’t rhyme as tight if I took the easy path with the blinding lights ‘cause my underground surroundings keep me shinin bright as long as cadence, wordplay and my timings right In hindsight, I wouldn’t rhyme as tight if I took the easy path with the blinding lights ‘cause my underground surroundings keep me shinin bright as long as cadence, wordplay and my timings right