Intro: In a world of missori where in this three planets collide, Brotha Lynch, Dilame, N9ne bring you along for the ride...
[Brotha Wait a I'm from the Westcoast Conference Like or James Worthy. You could call me the king of the valley All I need is a jersey. nuts and guts get served up when I get it all up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up cold cuts with nut heated up, came dirty. I'll be off in that turned him into liquid ice, his jersey. Leave him in the of the Elco like Helpter Skelp stick it to him velcro. Nigga I'm a killa. I'm a ditch, quick to rip ya. Paint a picture witcha. I'm a jack nice, ya dat night. Split ya open and dick ya. But ima be quick to rippen ya guts, eat your meat, demeat cha, depleat ya with the clever. Did not see ya eat the quarter, a court order, delete cha. Tech a me. I'm the seasoning and a suicide note. Do or die is in the backseat cuttin necks. I'm sexist bout' to get 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 with motherfuckas hatin me for the longest. they be critical cause I'm lyrically flawless. And if i'm heated I not be mentally cautious. I get deep and from the flame Only one can be held for making the change to whatever I'd rather be (insane) In the of the stage bustin like a 12 gauge. You could never relate to a that hang you up, slip a couple mickies to drank for ya. with a fully loaded rifle undecided on whether or not i could cut up your and guts. (I get out sometimes) And it's i'm a heathen whether or not you it everytime I rap a stop breathin. done been Dalima for a reason. Well let me introduce you to the upliftin future. you and seduce you to the butal grouper. Nigga get ready cause we done put the fettiest chemical flame. Energetic well imbeded your brain. N9ne, Dalima, Brotha Lynch life.
Welcome to my (The heart's have and bars have 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
[Tech Fight this phantom you family will fall flat, bunk biancas beat em and blue wit a baseball bat. I be a small cat, but I use discretion. Hit em wit a weapon if ya steppin wit a rat twenty eleven I'll make em all scat. Not now. Tech's not with crowd. He's in his clouds. Rather be off'ed then, wit his style. I got hopes my life might get better, but been broke so I might swipe ya chedda. You get ready to give me I got a vendetta. Comin' to get it whether weed or whateva. Nobody it was gonna be easy. People me and leave me in the dark and up in acropolis. One day your see me on t.v. You believe. We takin over this, the opposite. Re write my life me light in a fight for what's right ala liberate, quidado. One fifty one rum is how we run sin son, then diablo. I need a medic cause I energetic, in the cerabellum. tell'em i got, one of the worst problems in the oblongatta. Ya oughta goin one of a shot, no drakness. How did I start I'm feelin bizzare shit, like kickin carcess. I am the ruler in my and my dark seats hot, step into my world and your stops!
Welcome to my (The heart's have broken and 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