Deltron 3030 - Melding Of The Minds (feat. Zack De La Rocha) | Текст песни

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LYRICS:
Yo
This is Deltron
The name of this joint is
"The Melding of Minds"
Dig it...

Deltron Osiris
I'm ruling the underworld
all mentally dead, arrise and confer
Now y'all gonna have to leave the room
cause i'm caustic, ya might get your ego bruised
This ain't a sequel, it's season two
Won't be broadcasted on the evening news
Y'all won't believe the view
it's subdued
People with no way to go, nothin' to do
I encompass the moon
with lunar power afloat it's so fluid
When and ever
cause I win in effort
forever
that's bigger and better
beyond measure
Undergo my process of understanding
Assimulating, absorbing knowledge as the hand swings
Clockwise eyes that I engage for the purpose of
aquiring skill, while the situation worsens

"No casual contact, so fuck the
format. Crowd get rushed
when I crush this beat flat..."
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this
Apocalyptic pyre eclipse..."
Hear with the third eye receptor
Make the effort, cause we taking drastic measures

Cleverly disguised as rap format,
but actually a weapon against psychic attack
And to be aware of cognitive
preference, so learning stress
is lessened
to not even the question.
Got any suggestions?
Let's hear it now
before i take this rocket launcher to this building
and clear it out
Jeah we're in town,
no need to fear
unless you're greedy
and completely in a weird
place where you can't understand
that one man can't possibly
have everything the eye can see.
What happened is the future generations,
meaning right now, gotta pay reparations
and we taking extra helpings cause we felt it.
Skullcaps get melted
with radiation belts in the atmosphere.
Use the stimuli to give 'em my
personal fuck you
Duck, before I buck you

"No casual contact, so fuck the format.
Crowd get hushed when I crush this beat flat"
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this
Apocalyptic pyre eclipse..."
Hear with the
third eye receptor
Make the effort,
cause we taking drastic measures

with needles and threads,
trying to sew him back
after his neck explodes,
fade to black
Deltron Osiris, he made it back
to the underground Matrix,
a maze for the haters
A place where danger's
seldom brought in
If so,
we got fire powerfuck the talkin'
Chalk it
Mutants and random zombies
looking for crack nuggets
That's disgusting
Poonanny pushers talkin' about
"Find me in the bushes..."
I'll find you, with a fine for looking
in my direction
my eye detects it
like a private eye detective
with lie deception
My kind of method for extracting info?
Clappin' if they happen to keep they lips closed.
Unload barrels like oil spills
avoid real people who live on the upper crust
It wasn't us.

"No casual contact, so fuck the format.
Crowd get rushed when I crush this beat flat"
Consider this a melding of the minds
a secret message transmission to all kind
"And the scene gets raw when they see this
Apocolyptic pyre eclipse"
How can money be spent
in a land where money holds no value?
Count your cents.

The government fakes aid to invade they enemies
take they energy and enslave they families.
Now the planet reverted to cave man mentality
may trade your child for somethin' to eat
and a six pack
"Yo bro, wher'd ya get that?
Yo I'll trade ya for this troll.
You can work 'em till he get old
and then sell him in the food farm
where they harvest the elderly for hamburger..."
And