One Be Lo

One Be Lo

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One Be Lo is a deep thinker; the details and complex wordplay within his rhymes often take several plays to fully comprehend and appreciate. Similar in effect to X-Clan's Brother J, his words can be righteous, but they're always delivered with casual assurance, like he's talking to an acquaintance.

Biography

There are many poets, and far too many rappers, but the mastery of One Be Lo's wordplay, metaphors, story telling skills, and socially concious lyrics place him in a league above the rest. His ability to translate life experience into music, passion into performance, allows One Be Lo to command attention both on record and stage.

Born just North of Detroit Michigan, Raland Scruggs aka One Man Army would grow up in Pontiac where the once almighty General Motors Corporation would begin to shut down factories that employed thousands, leaving many jobless, and the city wounded. These blue collar origins, would teach him the meaning of hard work, and the impact of Motown in his home would unknowingly plant the seeds for a future artist.

He would end his brief career in jazz band, and he began writing rhymes for fun in 7th grade. By age 16 this aspiring producer was digging in his step-fathers record collection for samples, and recording with highschool friends, during what many would consider to be the golden years of Hip Hop.

The summer after highschool graduation, life would take a drastic turn when One Be Lo's extra-curricular activities would land him in prison for 2 and a half years. While inside Lo embraces the teachings of Islam(changes his name to Nahshid Sulaiman), and along with fellow inmate Senim Silla they would study the music business and form a Hip Hop group called Binary Star.

Upon release Binary Star went straight to work, announcing to friends how they would produced and release their own music. They recorded a 4 song EP("New Hip Hop"/1998), and next an album titled "Waterworld" (1999), while still on parole. Once Waterworld hit the internet, online hip hop magazines and message boards would dub it a " classic". Without touring, publicity, marketing, or management, popular demand would soon prompt Distribution company TRC (San Francisco) to sign a distribution deal that would further push Binary Star (Motu 2000) into playlists across the globe. There are good things that come to an end, and within a 2 year period Binary Star would break up, citing creative differences.

In early 2000, he organized a production team(Trackezoids) and started a new movement/record label called Subterraneous. As an activist, One Man Army would speak to youth in schools, organize workshops, sit on a variety of panels, and work as an ally with student and community organizations across the U.S. As an artist he would produce and rap on Subterraneous Records projects(WaterWorld Too, 2001), that would also help to jumpstart the careers of other recruited Michigan artists such as Decompoze, Octane, Illite, and others. Under Lo's guidance, The Subterraneous collective would build a reputation for destroying stages through out the midwest.

Since his days of little league baseball, Lo has always been a team player, but even then his voice and technique have always stood out amongst the crowd. Subterraneous would release his solo project, "F.e.t.u.s."(2002). Without a manager, a booking agent, or industry connections, he would take his music/ movement to cities all over the US in true road warrior fashion, sharing the stage with the likes of Wu Tang Clan, De La Soul, Mos Def, MF Doom, Rakim, Dead Prez, Ludacris, Lupe Fiasco KRS One, and many more.

From constant Networking and relentless touring, the rising star caught the ears of FatBeats records(New York) and he would become the first artist signed to their label division. He would change his name from One Man Army to One Be Lo to avoid further confusion or potential legal tussles with a Punk Band who shared the same name. FatBeats released "S.o.n.o.g.r.a.m."(2005), URB magazine cites One Be Lo in its "Next 100", and after rave reviews One Be Lo would again earn critical acclaim, this time as a solo artist.

With a reputation as one of the hardest working artist in HipHop, National student organizations such as Hip Hop congress, and Community Organizations such as Iman(Chicago) recruit One Be Lo as an artist/activist/spokesman. Lo becomes a member of the World Champion Massive Monkees BBoy collective(Seattle), and is embraced by BBoy culture performing at international events such as Battle of the Year(Germany) and Freestyle Session(Europe, Asia, U.S.). The Vans Warped Tour(U.S.) booked One Be Lo as one of the few Hip Hop artists on its 60 city rock tour for 3 years. Again in road warrior fashion, Canada and Europe are added to his tour schedule, as well as a hosts of Music Festivals such as SXSW, Bumbershoot, D.E.M.F., CMJ's, Scribble Jam just to name a few. Lo eventually outgrows FatBeats, and convinces them to release him from his contractual obligations.

Frequent travelling to Europe and the Middle East not only broadens exposure, but also his world view of culture and struggle. In 2007 he relocates from Michigan to Cairo. From a Pontiac prince to a King in Egypt, Lo now commutes to Europe and the U.S. To record and tour.

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Lyrics

Beef

Written By: One Be Lo

Who want beef?
Now that's some "Bull"shit/
A lot of rappers, talk a lot of "beef"/ got gats/ wit full clips/
They balls- 'bout as big as them "Rocky-Mountain-Oysters"/
Aint sayin nothin/ just makin a lotta noises/
You aint tougher than "leather"/ you gots to keep steppin/
In video's/ look at the "rumps", on these "heifers"/
Young "tenderloins"/ gotta skin they "hides"/
For a meal ticket/ Xzibit can Pimp 'dey rides/
What da "USDA" say?/ "grade A"/ "Prime"/
So 'dats a prime-time slot/ You could say 'dey shine/
15 seconds of fame/ they can't resist/
But seven days in ya "colon" and you still aint shit-

Who want beef???

It's waay too many lives at "Steak"/
YES SIR/ NO "SIRloin"/ da sooldier say/
He supposed to be the "Macho Man"/
See you holdin' on/ to some "beef jerky"/ snatch it out yo' hand/
"Cookin" in a foreign land/ Yo watch the "beef stew"/
Now women and the Children on the "ground"/ got "beef" too/
And both sides claim God/ missing the focus/
cuz one say "Halal".../the other say "Kosher".../
They all hate pigs/ love Abra"ham", and Moses/
so why we see commandments broken?/
Cuz everybody scriptures say Moses went up and came back down/
Then people started worshipping "cash cows"/
Today we got the "USDA" trynna leave their mark/
It's all politics/ "slaughterhouses" "chop" those parts/
And now ANY "grade" less than the "US-Select"
Still serve you that "beef"/ could you tell it was "Processed?".../

Who want beef?

America consume mo' "beef"/
Than every country on the earth/ even toddlers "O-Bese"/
A quarter pound "burger" you can pick on the Menu/
some people don't like it.../ forbidden to "Hindu's"/
and "vegetarians"/ won't be "beefin" against you.../
the same category, Pork/ chicken and fish too/
Get all 'dey "Protien" from Soy, Rice and Beans/
and these vegans on another level/ rebel to Ice Cream/
It might seem crazy but the flow don't stop/
Hippies say they don't need "roast"/ to smoke no pot/
Now da "USDA" say "recall that beef"/
cuz all the "C-O-W's" was M-A-D/
But the farmers keep fillin'em up/
We keep killin' for what?/
"Meat-grillin"/ all the "Beef" keep "sizzlin"/
Mike was a "Bull"/ Now we got King james/
some n!99@z dont like "Kobe" but he still got game/
Who want Beef???

Sunshine

Written By: One Be Lo


Now if you close ya eyes, you can see this while you listen...

Experience/ at different Periods/ how I was livin'...

Was it about the "Choices" or the "Options" I was given???

Growin' up I didn't have it bad as other children/

but we lived in the same hood/ lame school system/ plus we had television...

My mother had wisdom/ but I ran wit the rebels/ I could here the "Devil's" whisssper...

The Teachers couldn't hold my attention/ I was distant...

I focused on the posters on my wall, caught a vision/ now my words fall in Rhythm...

HIP HOP, made a difference/ making albums aint the mission/ I'm just sayin' what I'm feelin'...

My uncle's "Life" in prison/ at times, I would visit...

I made bad decisions almost had to do it with him...

My moms found a weapon in my dresser/ and you know it aint impress her/ so the rest is History, I got evicted...

She said "You gon' end up- JUST like ya Uncle..."

"Locked-up/ or maybe shot up...a lot of trouble..."

The only man at home I said "I'm just trynna hustle..."

"I know you gettin grown" she said, "I'm just trynna love you..."

The man, Seventeen is plenty...drinkin' Henny...

Her words "prophetic"/ I'm headed for Three to Twenty...

Behind Bars/ Closing my eyes/ I see the City...

FREEDOM... But is it really??? Is it really???

You trynna make it today, JOBS- make you a "slave"...

The "free" man, "Ordered" to pay... "Forced" to behave...

Police-man and Soldiers "Obey"... War is the Way...

Now the "P.O.W.'s" sit at home...It's no escape, This is Life...

verse 3-
Some of my People died by the pistol...

I know this dude from Lebanon, his people died- by the Missile...

A white boy I know, his brother died sniffin' Crystal...

Different mothers/ and different colors/ That aint the Issue...

I got a sister/ Same mother/ Different fathers/ Same last name, like Dwayne/ "Different Worlds"/ In the same Houses...

I got a brother/ Same father/ Different mothers/ Same song/ Different feelings/ Damn shame- Daddy didn't Love him...

He loved to party when the kids was younger...

Now everybodies older...The parties over...Outside is Colder...

but I forgive him...

Allah made a difference...makin' albums aint the mission/ I'm just sayin' what I'm feelin'- LISTEN

Sugar

Written By: One Be Lo

Suga(1,2 and 3) A special Dedication
She alway wanna "kiss"
Come give granny a "kiss"...

She used to call it Suga/ Like Ray/ with the Fist...

She alway wanna "kiss"
Come give granny a "kiss"...

The one who help change/ when ya Diapers fulla "ish"...

She alway wanna "kiss"
Come give granny a "kiss"...

I know you gettin’ grown/ but you never too big...

She alway wanna "kiss"
Come give granny a "kiss"...

Cuz if it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t even exsist...

(lump 1)

Now I can’t say that I remember/ but I’m still gone try to paint a picture...
What happened on the day I was delivered...
My daddy wasn’t there wit a ci-gar...
But granny she was there, wit a camera and she still got the pictures...
Cried so much she could prolly make a river...
The first grandson, of the litter/ wipe his spit up...
the greatest baby sitter...
A lover not a fighter/ not a taker but a giver/ ABC’s...say it wit him...
Some say it’s wisdom...
Not a alchemist- /couldn’t turn nothing gold/ but she could make it glitter...
Silence is gold/ and her words is like Silver...
Every Sunday morning she engaged in the Scriptures...
Warm smile on her face you could feel it...
Sunday afternoons/ she could bake or use the Skillet...
And me I couldn’t wait for the visit...
She kept something sweet, but you gotta come and get it come and kiss her...

chorus

(lump 2)

I used to keep a drool...
But now I’m eating food...
And now I think in school...
And now I think I’m cool...
And now me and my friends started hangin started ridin’ BMX’s...
Thinkin we da ones...we da young...we da restless...
Used to play that Tic-Tac-Toe wit da pen-cil...
Now I’m on that Sega Genesis...and Nintendo...
Sports and the fashion...
Shorties wit the fat butts...
Homies in the handcuffs...
Need to pull they pants up...
Didn’t know it all, but we did know enough...
How to roll a blunt...
How to get some guts...
How to throw a punch when the going get tuff...
Pick a side or get back/ get fronted/ get bucks/
Older people gettin Old...
We just growin up...
The generation gap- / wasn’t open for discuss...
We didn’t really speak-/ in the middle of the week/
But I seen her every Sunday/ Better kiss her on the Cheek...

chorus

(lump 3)

We got One still with us on my mammy siide...
The only time I seen my step-daddy cry was when my Granny diied...
All the times she was goin to the hos-pital/
Took it all for granted/ didn’t know her death was pos-sible...
Was it her health/ or her stress?
Some members in ya family they can make you worry-ya-self/ to Death...
I know I wasn’t the worse...but far from the best/
but she showed us all love...biggest heart in her chest...
I’m sittin at her funeral...Feeling un-usual/
she laying there sleepin/ lookin peaceful and beautiful...
Natural...Outside/ I look cool-casual/
Inside/ EMOTIONS/ you could type in All capitals...
Deeply missed by her Kin and her friends...
I felt tears on my cheek/ yo I couldn’t pretend...
I gave her one for the road/ I know this is the end...
But if I make it up to Heaven I’m gone kiss her again...Suga

p.s. Cherish your loved ones, especially the older ones. They have more days behind them than ahead. Don’t take it for granted, and don’t get too busy. Peace

Find A Way

Written By: One Be Lo

Higher Learning
Way before the Science Exam...
My man knew a ounce weighed around 28 grams/
Six-teen of those a pound, had to weigh it his-self...
Home-work, every-day he kept the scale on the shelf/
Peers wonder how he acing the Test...
He aint a Damn fool/Barely went to school, teacher saving her Breath/
Though he never heard her teach it Befo...
If she asked the Class Clown/ what's a thou?/He could tell her, "That's a Kilo"/
Zeroes, in math class/He got all E's...
But knew/ More about numbers/ than Brothers/workin on Wall Street/
Only Kid to flunk Phys-Ed...
Playing Hookie/ Runnin game wit the bookies/At the gym in-stead/
Never carried "Back-Packs"/"Books"/ or "Pen-cil Lead"...
He "pack"/ in the small of his "back"/ Gats wit "lead"/
And point it At- ya head, No more food fights/
That's blood-stains, not Ketchup.../You might lose ya life
He ditched his En-glish class, to run with some Mex-i-cans/
Now he writin' Essay's.../Police just ar-res-ted them/
Drop out...No college dough for He/Lawyer fee's/
But He got a full Scholarship at D.O.C.

HisStory

Written By: One Be Lo

BLACK
Back when all the "Light-Skinned" dudes was gettin so much attention/

I was "NO" competition/ I was SO young and Different...

The Pretty little gurls, used to Blow Bubbalicious/

No love for a "black" cat/ They So supersticious...

More like a "black sheep", wooly FRO when you pick it/

Jerri Curl had a victim/ I could show you some Pictures...

(nothin's gonna stop, nothin's gonna stop, nothin's gonna stop meeeeeee-ahhhh)

But still I had a little bit a confidence/ Alpha-Male dominance/

Bright-Smile/ Light Brown Eyes, my accomplice...

- Cruel jokes might distract'em from the Compliments/

But I'm soo cool, she attracted to the Opposite...

I didn't know about the Power of Black People/

cuz Christopher Columbus was our Text-Book "Heroooeee".....

and We Knooow......

I coulda knew More about Malcolm but we only read a chapter/

and Pictures of the "Africans" in National Geographic/ was makin me embarrased/ Other kids had laughter...

From "savage" to a "slave"/ Inferior to a "Master"...

My teacher didn't say it, but from what I had gathered/

The Europeans had the biggest impact, on world matters...

The "Money/Power/Respect"...we heard about the Charactures/

All about the "FRANKLINS"/ Not about the "Bannekers"...

I guess you could say, "The Benjamins" like Kim and them/

Blond hair/ Blue eyes...Nose Jobs...Resemble "them"/

I really wish Mike, could take it back/ to "Ben" again/

He said "It didn't matter if Black/ White...the skin you in"-

See I agree, if you keep it in con-text...

But Jesus Painted "White", gave my people the Com-Plex...

-and still we Eager for progress...

even though the "Man" shot King in the Pro-cess...

I'm older now, maybe Four-teen/ Fif-teen/

Started learning "Black" History from "Emcee's"/

"Portier"/ "Cosby" and "Colon Powell" was nice dudes...

-But I related more to "Rakim" and "Ice Cube"...

And other rappers had "African" medalions/

I didn't know the meaning but I knew I had to Have one.......

and so I grabbed one....

and now...

It's like "Black" yall...

I say it loud, cuz I'm proud to be "Dat" yall...

My People do Great things, and that's a Fact yall...

And we can do more than Rap and Play Bas-ket-ball/ now "check" it...

I aint teaching you should hate "White"...

cuz thinking One color/ better than another/ Yo that aint right...

I'm just trynna shed some Day-Light...

Larry Bird had a "J"/ But Mike taught me how to Take Flight...

Now Black kids wanna Pay-mo'-Price...

Just to stay "so fly"/ but it's way mo'-to life/

You can even ask the "Asian" kid who made-those-Nikes...

Workin in a sweat-shop/ As the day-go-by...

Knowledge....

Give you way more "Power" than say..."Austin"/

Books- that you readin' in schools, just take caution...

No offense to "Mark Twain" and all them/

Shakespear Plays/ Today/ Remain awe-some...

But what about Langston Hughes/ James Baldwin/

Alex Haley watered the Roots/ Became a Forrest...

And now I'm "embarrassed"/ to say I was "embarrassed"/ of them Africans, Standin' in a beautiful Portrait...

They say the Blacker the Berry the Sweeter the Juice/

I had to Love my self/ Now I can even love YOU!!!

Family Feud

Written By: One Be Lo

BLOOD is thicker than Water-from B.a.b.y.
verse 1

They say I couldn't go to College cuz my grades never seen top scores/

Maybe the Cemetary...Maybe the C-Block 4...

Before the age of Twenty One/ can't let'em see my corpse/

too many haters wanna see my loss/ If need, by force/

They all up in ya business/ gotta be 'bout yours...

You need a FAMILY in the Streets I cross...

I got a Uncle/ Who got a Hustle/ You got some Muscle/ He got more...

He told me when I need some work, He could be my Boss/

Easy for cats who wanna be Hardcore, but this is "Fam"

and He say He got a plan to help me feed my poor/

Put me on his team, travel like Emcee's on tour/

I heard all around the world He got some "Beef" I'm sure/

But I'm all about the Peace not War...

I asked momma what she thought about his drama, said "She not sure"/

I'm thinking what I don't know behind these closed doors...

Could never Hurt so I proceed my Course, now check it out yall...

verse 2

I used to struggle to get Cream...But now I'm on His team...

It's more like a regime...We doing some BIG things...

We roll up on the scene, in them BIG TRUCKS/ Pushed to the Extreme...

"YOU FUCKIN' WIT THE BEST"/ Everybody respect these...

Or "fear" these/ Drop to ya knee's...

He trained wit the weapons that squeeze...No veteran was Better than He/

He even got a few connects over-seas...You aint a threat- PLEASE

Bow to the "King", you a "Pawn" in this Chess thing...

Could be his "Bishop" or "Queen", He call you his chess piece...

Any traitor get bullets, put'em all in ya Chest-Piece...

I "jump", when I'm told or he "check" me...

Sometimes I here the screams in my dreams/ at Eight-teen I regret sleep....

And this aint what I signed up for...

I thought my Uncle had my back, but He lied once more...

My grand daddy said he worked for him back in the day...

I can't believe the fam could act this way- now check it out yall...

verse 3

It's gettin deep- I got a order to serve combat...

I asked myself, "Should I let him run my life, or turn my back?"

If I return to the block I prolly serve mo' crack...

I would do it but it don't sound good...

On my record trynna get a good job, after discharge, wit dis-honor...

So now I'm off to Iraq, you know I miss-momma...

She so afraid I'll get attacked, by the Is-lamics...

I wrote a letter, said "I'll be home in 6, Promise"...

But Mo' Drama...

Osama...

They holdin' a press conference but no comments...

My family wanna know about the poor progress...

but My Uncle only talk about the War process...

6 months turned to 18 fast...

Last thing I remembered was a Road-side Blast...

Same night, momma seen it on her TV set...

The next day she got a Flag, and a Re-lief check/ From UNCLE SAM

Sleepwalking

Written By: One Be Lo

Sleepwalking verse 1

Never Denied/ Better than Clyde...I Glide from the 3...

Third Eye/ Verbal Live/ Certified with the Beat...

I drop 1 verse/ Other cats be Rhyming for Weeks...

I'm thinking ''If he Ever-Rest(Everest), I be Climbing his peaks''...

Rappers speak about, how they packin' nine's on a beat...

Pat'em down/ That's the clown/ that be Dying to Speak...

Ask around/ Blast a round...he be crying for Peace...

Ironically I'm gettin down/ 5 times to the East...

Every time I release...

Clas-sick material/ You get a CD for ten/ But I sign it for free...

Cap-i-tal-ism...Have our children dying for Cheese...

Damn Fashion/ Grand Dragon be designing ya jeans...

Buckled pants saggin'/ Uncle Sam taxin me/ Describing a thief...

Barcodes/ That's the sign of the Beast...

Now the latest/ Pagan faces/ be the Flyest Emcee's...

Hands shakin'/ Like a Mason/ with the Highest Degree's...

I'm buzzin' off the Vitamin C...No Heinekin Please...

Gifted like the 25th/ Don't have to light up the Tree...

Write it or Free/ Hip Hop is Private Ryan to me...

That's why I'm rude enough to Bang it while you lying asleep...

verse 2

Hard work/ Sweat and Bloodstains...Did it for Chump Change...

I didn't really com-plain...cuz it was a Love-Thang...

That's when I was a kid Black...Now I know this fact...

That Love is gonna get you evicted from where you Live at...

Home is where the Heart is...Yours I open with facts...

I ''STRIKE'' like...when I ''Swing'' first...Then you ''Pitch-Black''...

Run around ya ''Diamonds'' and ''Rings''...you thinking Baseball?

You thinkin' in a Box'n(Boxing) Unconcious/ I'm trynna wake yall...

Take yall...from Blind vision/ Lead with divine wisdom/ I ride rhythm/ Never slide-slippin'/ My time's tickin'/

I flow- to the end...used to hang- mostly with friends...

But now I keep my enemies...Closer than them...

Cuz I know how it is...when it's fair in the sky...

The weather change/ Hella fangs...wanna tear in ya spine...

Never really trusted cats who couldn't stare in my eye...

No suprise yo...Even Blessing's wear a disguise...

sometime's I'm ''Riding'' in My ''Hood''/ me and my man saw...

Some big teef/ hands and feet...Yo that aint Grandma...

some big chains/ cars and clothes...Yo that aint Hip Hop...

Spit ya Flow backwards(wolf)/ ''Huff and Puff'' ya blunts but...

You still aint ''Big'' or ''Bad'' enough to blow up my ''Brick'' spot...

Excuse me if I'm on some Rude shit, but fuck a Flip Flop...

I'm just buildin'/ just chillin'/ even at ya show/

My hands- deep in the pocket like Doug Williams/ means I wasn't feelin' it...

Slingshot

Written By: One Be Lo

We know To maintain a war/ lotta money is spent/
I don't make a lotta money but I give you my 2 cents/
This- aint about taking sides in a con-flict/
Just Open up ya eyes/ all you see is injustice/
And I don't even wanna talk about the corruption/
My political views/ that's a different discussion/
Let's talk about real people in they apart-ments/
The clock on the wall say the time is apocalypse
And they aint caught up in parliments and partisans/
Losing a part of them/
Who cares who started it/
Grandmothers in they rockin chairs when the rockets hit/
Kindergarten kids/ learnin how to count the carcasses
Lose a lotta blood/ lose concious-ness/
Use a lotta guns/ and you use a lotta common sense/
Like the common- folk...with the common- risks/
Anger and pride say show'em who's dominant/
If u make it alive then how many scars- u get/
To Learn to survive/ apply for the scholarship
on they hands and knees they do fear God/
But fear no man, they stand and squeeze/ ...true optimists
Now They forced to believe, that God give His martyrs- gifts/
Its hard to concieve, the peace that you promise them/
Even if you aint the one starvin or bombin'em/
You ally, the army doin harm/ and pardon them/

got Everybody hollerin/ Somethin gaaatta give/
If not the UN/ or Obama/ Osama then/
I aint trynna condone terrorist acts from anybody/ but everybody is guilty of the followin/
-pointin the finger/ you not being responsible/
Not the solution/ its only one other partner-ship/ the problem-
Somebody gotta start solvin it/
The Qur'an say "Oppression is worse than the slaughterin"/

There's a Cliche-
if it don't kill you then it only make you stronger right?/i think u need a stronger argu-ment...
Everybody talk about that peace/
Come out they lips/
But ha-tred is deep in the heart of men/
In the land where the Prophets lived/
Blood flowin in the streets make some pockets rich/
Somebody go tell Goliath that He not that big/
One Be Lo show the world how to rock dem heads/
Everybody gotta right to protect they kind/
If you take somethin from me/ I'mmo take what's mine/
But keep, takin a eye for an eye/ then I'm sure you'll find/
That kinda life leave the whole world blind/
Think about it...

Discography

Releases

1998

Binary Star - New Hip Hop b/w Slang Blade, Glen Close, Dat Fast Food Joint (Terrorist / Federation - 1998)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A
01. New Hip Hop
02. New Hip Hop (Instrumental)
03. Slang Blade
04. Slang Blade (Instrumental)
Side B
01. Glen Close
02. Glen Close (Instrumental)
03. Dat Fast Food Joint
04. Dat Fast Food Joint (Instrumental)

Binary Star - New Hip Hop b/w Slang Blade, Glen Close, Dat Fast Food Joint (Terrorist / Federation - 1998)
(Cassette Tape)

Side A
01. New Hip Hop
02. New Hip Hop (Instrumental)
03. Slang Blade
04. Slang Blade (Instrumental)
Side B
01. Glen Close
02. Glen Close (Instrumental)
03. Dat Fast Food Joint
04. Dat Fast Food Joint (Instrumental)

1999

Binary Star - WaterWorld (Terrorist - 1999)

01. Intro
02. New Hip Hop
03. Reality Check
04. Freakin Flowz (featuring Decompoze)
05. Binary Shuffle
06. Dat Fast Food Joint
07. Conquistadors
08. Fellowship (featuring Athletic Mic League & Decompoze)
09. Slang Blade
10. Indy 500 (Decompoze cut)
11. The Evolution of Man
12. What It's All About (featuring Decompoze)
13. Glen Close
14. Honest Expression
15. Wolf Man Jack
16. OneManArmy
17. K.G.B. (featuring Malaki The Most Hi, Texture, Elzhi, O-Type Star, Lacks & J.U.I.C.E.)

2000

Binary Star - Masters Of The Universe (Subterraneous - 2000)

01. Reality Check
02. Conquistadors
03. Solar Powered Intro
04. Solar Powered
05. Slang Blade Intro
06. Slang Blade
07. Binary Shuffle Intro
08. Binary Shuffle
09. Fellowship (featuring Athletic Mic League & Decompoze)
10. New Hip Hop
11. Masters of the Universe
12. Indy 500 (Decompoze cut)
13. Evolution of Man
14. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (part 1)
15. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (part 2)
16. Honest Expression
17. Honest Expression Outro
18. Glen Close
19. Wolf Man Jack Intro
20. Wolf Man Jack
21. One Man Army
22. K.G.B. Intro
23. K.G.B. (featuring Malaki The Most Hi, Texture, Elzhi, O-Type Star, Lacks & J.U.I.C.E.)
24. Outro

Binary Star - Reality Check b/w Conquistadors, K.G.B. (Subterraneous - 2000)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A

01. Reality Check
02. Reality Check (Instrumental)
03. Conquistadors
Side B
01. Conquistadors (Instrumental)
02. K.G.B. (featuring Malaki The Most Hi, Texture, Elzhi, O-Type Star, Lacks & Juice)
03. K.G.B. (Instrumental)

Binary Star - Solar Powered b/w Masters of the Universe, OneManArmy (Subterraneous - 2000)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A
01. Solar Powered
02. Solar Powered (Instrumental)
03. Masters of the Universe
Side B
01. Masters of the Universe (Instrumental)
02. OneManArmy
03. OneManArmy (Instrumental)

2001

Subterraneous - WaterWorld Too (Subterraneous - 2001)

01. Emerge-In-Sea-Intro
02. SUBstance
03. SUBTERRANEOUS
04. the SAGA CONTINUES
05. Splash
06. Rivers Run Wild
07. Monsters
08. MAG(nificent)7
09. WATERLUDE
10. Player Haters
11. WORD'em UP
12. LIFE in the FAST LANE
13. Pistons
14. JOKES ON YOU
15. MENTAL Planes
16. S.S.A. (double essay's)
17. MILLIPEDE
18. Beat Break
19. WaterWorldWide

2002

Subterraneous - Rivers Run Wild b/w Word'em Up (Subterraneous - 2002)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A
01. Rivers Run Wild (Dirty) - OneManArmy, Kodac, Illite, Magestik Legend
02. Rivers Run Wild (Radio) - OneManArmy, Kodac, Illite, Magestik Legend
03. Rivers Run Wild (Instrumental)
Side B:
01. Word'em Up (Dirty) - BoyOneDa, Magestik Legend, Illite, Kodac
02. Word'em Up (Instrumental)
03. Rivers Run Wild (Acapella) - OneManArmy, Kodac, Illite, Magestik Legend

One Be Lo - Project: F.E.T.U.S. (Subterraneous - 2002)
For Everybody That UnderStands

01. Intro
02. Anybody
03. Lesson #1
04. Mic Check (featuring Buff 1)
05. Dro (featuring Magestik Legend)
06. Fast Food Remix (featuring Magestik Legend, Decompoze & Illite)
07. Take It 2 Da Stage (featuring Decompoze)
08. What Time is it
09. Here and Now
10. Alphabet Soup
11. One Man's Mission
12. WaterWorld
13. The Grinch that Stole Christmas
14. Sportz Illa (featuring Decompoze)
15. Candlestick
16. What it's all about (Remix) (featuring Decompoze)
17. Double Essay (S.S.A.) (Remix)
18. Freakin' Flowz (Remix) (featuring Decompoze)
19. One Man Army (Remix)
Note: This was later picked up by LA Underground and re-released in 2003.

2004

One Be Lo - Rocketship b/w E.T. (Subterraneous / Fat Beats - 2004)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A: "Rocketship"
01. Clean
02. Instrumental
03. Acapella
Side B: "E.T."
01. Dirty
02. Clean
03. Instrumental

2005

One Be Lo - Decepticons (Pete Rock Remix) (Subterraneous / Fat Beats - 2005)
(12 Inch Single)

Side A: "Decepticons (Pete Rock Remix)"
01. Dirty
02. Clean
03. Instrumental
Side B: "Decepticons (Album Version)"
01. Dirty
02. Clean
03. Instrumental

One Be Lo - S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M. (Subterraneous / Fat Beats - 2005)
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhyme

Set List

Varies on show length and time permitted.

Axis S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Born & Raised The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.

Deceptacons S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Don't Sleep The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.

E.T. S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
enecS eht no kcaB S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.

Gray The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.
Headlines The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.

Hip Hop Heaven The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.
House Rules The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.

Propaganda S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.

Rebirth The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.
Rocketship S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Sleepwalking S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Smash The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.

The G Gap The R.E.B.I.R.T.H.
The Ghetto S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.

True Love S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Unparalleled S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Used 2 Be Fly S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.

Reality Check MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE
KGB MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE
Honest Expression MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE
Glen Close MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE

Born Ready UNRELEASED
HisStory UNRELEASED
Slingshot UNRELEASED