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In a world of misery
Within this 3 planets collide
Brotha Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride

[Brotha Lynch:]
Wait a minute
I'm from the Westcoast Conference
Like Kobe or James Worthy
You could just call me king of the valley
All I need is a game jersey
Nigga nuts and guts get serverd up
When I get it all spittin up, Aim's sturdy
Cut it up gut it up with cold cuts
With the other nut heated up, Came dirty
I'll be off that kryptonite
Turned them into liquid ice
Stained his jersey
Leave him in the back of the Elco
Like Helter Skelter
Stick it to them like velcro
Nigga I'm a bitch killa
Imma dig a ditch quick or rip ya
Paint a murda picture with ya
Imma jack knight
Strip ya dat night
Split ya legs open and dick ya
But then imma be quick to rippin ya guts
Eat your meat
Demeat ya
Pleat ya with the meat clever
I did not see ya either
Four corner reciever
Court order delete ya
Tech order the meat
I'm bringing the seasoning and a suicide note
Do or die
Loki's in the backseat cuttin necks
Cause I'm sexist
Rocked to get him that Brotha Lynch Hung necklace
Express this sexist

[Chorus:][2X]
Welcome to my world
Where hearts are broken
And bars have open potions pullin me closer
Welcome to my world
Dark's my ocean
My ark is floatin but I'm livin like I'm supposed to

Welcome to my... lyrical asylum

[Dalima:]
Cause I been dealin with motherfuckers hatin me for the longest
Could they be critical
Cause I'm lyrically flawless
And if I'm heated
I cannot be mentally conscious (Given 'em pain)
I deeper, peepin the flame
Only I can be being held accountable for making the change
To whatever regards I'd rather be (insane)
In the middle of the stage
I'm bustin like a 12 gauge.
You could never relate to a nigga that hang you up
Sip up a cup of Mickeys in a drank ya
Homicidal with a fully loaded rifle
Or undecided on whether or not I cut up your brian or guts
(I get spaced out sometimes)
And it's like I'm a heathen
Whether or not you believe it
Everytime I rap
A motherfucker stop breathin
Have you ever been in a dilemma for a reason? (No)
Well let me introduce you to the crucial upliftin future
(And then...)
Recruit you and seduce you to the mutual grouper (My friend)
(So) Niggaz you better get ready
Casue we done put together the fettiest chemical flame
Energetic, well let it be imbeded in your brain
Tech N9ne, Dalima and Brotha Lynch life

[Chorus:][2X]
Welcome to my world
Where hearts are broken
And bars have open potions pullin me closer
Welcome to my world
Dark's my ocean
My ark is floatin but I'm livin like I'm supposed to

Welcome to my... world

[Tech N9ne:]
Fight this phantom
Your freakin family will fall flat
Bunk Bianca's, beat em black and blue with a baseball bat
I might be a small cat
But I won't use disgression
Hit em wit a weapon
If he steppin with a mall rat, 20-11 I make em all skat
Not prosperous now
Tech's not with this crowd
He's lost in his clouds
Rather be off'd
Than softed with his style
I got hopes that my life might get better
But I been broke so I might swipe your chedda
You betta get ready give me
I got a Vendetta
I'm comin to get it whether weed and money whatever
Nobody said it was going to be easy
People deceive me
And leave me in the dark and buried up in Acropolis
Wonder you gonna see me on T.V.
You better believe me
We takin over this and never the opposite
Rewrite my life
Give me light in a fight for what's right
I liberante cuidado
151 Rum is how we run
From slim slums then comes Diablo
I need a medic
Cause of murder energetic in the cerabellum
Never tell em
I got One of the worst problems in the me

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