Woorden: Del The Funky Homosapien. Positive Contact.

Transmutation, brand new statements
I'll have you gapin' open
Check it out, y'all

Now let's see, Deltron Z
Art avenger, let's start the adventure
Hit ya with nerve gas, absurd blasts
Crashin' space craft, I'm bio-enhanced

Hiero advanced series, monstrous evolution
Headed, tooth and nail, scoop the trail
Super-sleuth, a new race
Mad creator, savage nature

World Wide Web, the ebb and flow
Light years from watchful eyes while my thoughts provide
Objectives to ostracize the pompous prophecies
Underground societies are hard to lead

Asteroid surfin', castor oil burpin'
The darkest side of humanity animated
The grand awakenin', plan to take it in
I demand your patronage, mobilize my battle tanks

With clusters small, NTR's to empty Mars
Many MC's cruise low Earth orbit
Easier for me to use my search warrant
Drift by a star, absorb it, and store it
Leave tourists porous, my galaxy's gorgeous
Quantum jump, I'm right at your doorstep

Positive contact
Wait a minute
Positive contact
I know perfectly well what it is you're talkin' about

Positive contact
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Positive contact
Even if the record skips, I still rip

Now I catch more wreck with fast ignition
My last decision, pulse amplification
Terror with napalm, I want y'all to stay calm
Alien annihilation

I stay armed to the grill piece and kill beef
20 percent matter, 30 percent is energy
Assemblin' to become a living being
Evaporative radiation fades your station
I get high as aviation

Positive contact
Wait a minute
Positive contact
Reactors on

Positive contact
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Positive contact
Even if the record skips, I still rip

I rise like helium, you're fallin' rapidly
Trapped in apathy, while I track your speed
I'm what you call a legend, dominance with armageddon
Gives me a warm reception

Verbal war with weapons, installation
Blowin' the star dust, distance twelve parsecs
Enthuse your phalanx with my literary talents
Just a bit of balance, rip the silence

In space, all-star systems are our victims
Atomics, anonymous with ominous
Implications of information or information and entertainment
Cyber-tech dialect, you gotta earn my respect
I'm like Gamera to amateurs, hit 'em with a cannonball

And in all this confusion
The fusion of music and mind precipitates translucent illusions
Search the ruins with Automator
Hit the walls with a carbonator
Hit-or-missiles, just regenerate

The sonic soldiers allow us to demonstrate
Emergency dispatch, skyscrapers ripped back
From the impact, their flow is mismatched
My style's protected by heat shields and ceramics
Don't panic, I landed on planet Mercury

Gave it atmosphere, set up my headquarters
I'll never get captured here
Rap your tear, clap your ear with Soulsonic Mantronik phonics
Turn your brain to an omelet

I'll hold a comet in bondage with my dominance
Take a space shuttle to escape trouble
Bounce through the Milky Way
Not many MC's feel this way

Positive contact
Wait a minute
Positive contact
Yeah, yeah, what is it now?

Positive contact
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Positive contact
Even if the record skips, I still rip