Intro: In a world of missori where in this planets collide, Brotha Lynch, Dilame, Tech N9ne bring you along for the ride...
[Brotha Wait a minute I'm from the Conference Like or James Worthy. You could just call me the king of the All I is a game jersey. Nigga and guts get served up when I get it all up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up with cold with another nut up, came dirty. be off in that kryptonite turned him into liquid ice, his jersey. Leave him in the back of the Elco like Helpter it to him like 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 legs open and ya. But then ima be to rippen ya guts, eat meat, demeat cha, depleat ya with the meat 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 loki is in the 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 have opened, pullin me closer) Welcome to my (Dark's my ocean, my arc is but i'm livin I'm supposed 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 I could not be mentally cautious. I get deep and from the flame Only one can be accountable for making the change to regards I'd rather be (insane) In the middle of the stage like a 12 gauge. You never relate to a nigga that hang you up, a couple mickies just to drank for ya. Homicidal with a fully loaded undecided on whether or not i could cut up your and guts. (I get out sometimes) And it's like i'm a or not you believe it everytime I rap a stop breathin. Hell done been for a reason. Well let me introduce you to the crucial future. Recruit you and you to the butal grouper. better get ready cause we done put together the fettiest flame. Energetic well into your brain. Tech N9ne, Dalima, Lynch life.
Welcome to my (The heart's broken and bars have opened, potions me closer) Welcome to my (Dark's my ocean, my arc is but i'm like I'm supposed 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 wit a mall rat twenty minus I'll make em all scat. Not now. Tech's not with crowd. He's in his clouds. Rather be then, soft wit his style. I got hopes that my might get better, but I've been broke so I swipe ya chedda. You better get ready to me I got a vendetta. to get it whether weed or money whateva. Nobody it was gonna be easy. decieve me and leave me in the dark and up in acropolis. One day your see me on t.v. You believe. We takin this, never the opposite. Re write my life me light in a fight for what's right ala liberate, quidado. One one rum is how we run from sin son, then diablo. I need a medic cause I energetic, in the cerabellum. Never i got, one of the worst in the medula oblongatta. Ya goin one hell of a shot, no drakness. How did I start I'm feelin shit, like kickin your carcess. I am the ruler in my kingdom and my dark hot, into my world 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 livin like I'm to)(2x) Welcome to my