Del tha Funkee Homosapien

Del tha Funkee Homosapien - Positive Contact lyrics

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[Del]

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 surfing, castor-oil burping

The darkest side of humanity animated

The grand awakening, plan to take it in

I demand your patronage, mobilize my battletanks

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 pourous, my galaxy's gorgeous

Quantum jump - I'm right at your doorstep

[Kid Koala cuts:]

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(I know perfectly well what it is you're talking about)

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(even if the record skips, I still rip)

[Del]

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

Assimilating to become a living being

Evaporative radiation fades your station

I get high as aviation

[Kid Koala cuts:]

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(reactors on)

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(even if the record skips, I still rip)

[Del]

I rise like helium, you're falling 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 omelette

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

[Kid Koala cuts:]

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(yeah yeah, what is it now)

Positive contact

	(wait a minute)

Positive contact

	(even if the record skips, I still rip)
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