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