Del tha Funkee Homosapien Deltron Zero 3030 Lyrics
            Yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, hero, not no small feat
            its all heat in this day and age,
            i rage your grave,
            anything it takes to save the day
            nueromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic
            use my rappin so you all could see the hazards
            plus entertainment where many are brainless
            we cultivated the lost art of study and i brought a buddy
            automator harder slayer fascinating combinations
            cyber warlords are activating abominations
            arm a nation with hatred we ain't with that
            we high-tech archeologists searching for nicknacks
            composing musical [stimpacks?] that impacts the song
            crack the motor what you think you rappin for?
            I used to be a mech soldier but I didn't respect orders
            I had to step forward, tell them this ain't for us
            living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid
            the secrets of the past they horded
            now we just borded on a futuristic s___ecraft
            no mistakes black its our music we must take back
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            del i'm feeling like a ghost in a shell
            i wrote this in jail playing host to a cell
            for the pure verbal, they said my sentance was equivalent to murder
            just another hurdle, i bounced through a portal
            i knew they had the mindstate of mere mortals
            my ears morphed to receptors to catch ya
            every word about gravity control
            and the families they hold for handsome ransoms
            on the run with a handgun blast bioforms, I am more
            than a planetwide manhunt with cannons
            will make me abondon my foolish plan of uprising
            f___ dying I hijack a mech
            controlling with my magical chance so battle advance
            through centuries a hip hop legacy, megaspeed
            hyperwarp to automator's crib and light the torch
            they can't fight the force,
            victory is ours once we strike the source
            enterprising wise men look to the horizon
            thinking more capitalism is the wisdom
            and in prison all citizens in power with rythm
            we keep the funk alive by talking with idioms
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            isn't eternal evil concerned with thievery
            medieval prehistoric rhetoric well we ahead of that
            lay it down with soundwaves that pound pavement
            original menstrals my central processing unit
            is in tune with my heart for this art
            not artificial cuz that makes it hard to miss you
            copy cats finish last in the human race
            staying glued to safes to prude to take a buddah brak
            we got [espers] that let us bless with fresh s___
            undetected by yes men questing for five fleeting nanoseconds of fame
            protecting the brain from conspiracies against my cosmos
            while i float to neo-tokyo with opio
            or discuss combusitible rust clusters with plus
            evade cyber police in a computer crib confuse the kids
            but I can make a kickin rhymes thats sacred
            telepathic mind that takes its greatness from the matrix [esper]
            rhyme professor rushes in ultra pressures with correction measures
            why half the worlds a desert
            canibals eat human brains for dessert
            buried under deap dirt, mobility innert
            i insert these codes for the cataclysm
            ever since I had the vision use my magnitism
            in this modern metropolis they tries to lock us up
            under preposterous laws thats not for us
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
            yo its three thousand thirty,
            I want yall to meet deltron zero, and automator
        
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