Intro: In a of missori where in this three planets collide, Brotha Lynch, Dilame, Tech N9ne bring you along for the ride...
[Brotha Wait a minute I'm from the Conference Kobe or James Worthy. You could just me the king of the valley All I need is a jersey. Nigga nuts and guts get up when I get it all up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up cold cuts with another nut heated up, dirty. be off in that kryptonite turned him into liquid ice, his jersey. Leave him in the back of the like Helpter Skelp stick it to him velcro. I'm a bitch killa. I'm a ditch, quick to rip ya. Paint a murda witcha. I'm a jack nice, ya dat night. Split ya legs and dick ya. But ima be quick to rippen ya guts, eat your meat, demeat cha, ya with the meat clever. Did not see ya eat the quarter, recieve a order, delete cha. Tech a me. I'm bringing the seasoning and a note. Do or die is in the backseat cuttin necks. I'm bout' to get nabbed Brotha Lynch I'm neckless. Express neckless sexist.
Welcome to my (The heart's have broken and bars opened, pullin me closer) Welcome to my (Dark's my ocean, my arc is but i'm livin like I'm to)(2x)
to my world
(Lyrical messiah...)
Cause I be dealin with hatin me for the longest. they be critical cause I'm lyrically flawless. And if i'm heated I could not be cautious. I get deep and from the flame Only one can be held accountable for making the to whatever regards I'd be (insane) In the middle of the stage bustin a 12 gauge. You could relate to a nigga that hang you up, a couple mickies just to drank for ya. Homicidal with a fully loaded rifle undecided on or not i could cut up your and guts. (I get out sometimes) And like i'm a heathen or not you believe it everytime I rap a stop breathin. done been Dalima for a reason. Well let me you to the crucial upliftin future. Recruit you and seduce you to the grouper. Nigga get ready cause we done put together the fettiest flame. well imbeded into your brain. Tech N9ne, Dalima, Lynch life.
Welcome to my (The heart's have broken and bars opened, pullin me closer) Welcome to my (Dark's my ocean, my arc is but i'm like I'm supposed to)(2x)
Welcome to my
[Tech Fight phantom you freakin family will fall flat, bunk biancas beat em black and wit a baseball bat. I be a small cat, but I use discretion. Hit em wit a if ya steppin wit a mall rat twenty minus eleven I'll em all scat. Not now. Tech's not with crowd. lost in his clouds. Rather be then, soft wit his style. I got hopes my life might get better, but I've been so I might swipe ya chedda. You get ready to give me I got a vendetta. Comin' to get it weed or money whateva. Nobody said it was be easy. People decieve me and me in the and buried up in acropolis. One day gonna see me on t.v. You believe. We over this, never the opposite. Re write my life give me light in a for what's right ala liberate, quidado. One one rum is how we run from sin son, comes diablo. I a medic cause I murder energetic, in the cerabellum. tell'em i got, one of the worst problems in the oblongatta. Ya oughta one hell of a shot, no drakness. How did I this? I'm feelin bizzare shit, like your carcess. I am the ruler in my and my dark seats hot, step into my and your heartbeat stops!
Welcome to my (The heart's broken and bars have opened, pullin me closer) Welcome to my (Dark's my ocean, my arc is but i'm like I'm supposed to)(2x) to my world