Yo its three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, hero, not no small feat

It's all heat in this day and age

I rage your grave, anything it takes to save the day

Neuromancer, 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 hoarded

Now we just boarded on a futuristic spacecraft

No mistakes black it's our music we must take back

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all 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 sentence was equivalent to murder

Kust 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 warned

that a planet-wise manhunt with cannons

will make me, abandon, my foolish plan of uprisin

Fuck dyin, I hijack a mech

Controllin with my magical chance so battle advance

through centuries of 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

Enterprisin wise men look to the horizon

Thinkin more capitalism is the wisdom

and imprison, all citizens empowered with rhythm

We keep the funk alive by talking with idioms

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all 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 minstrals my central processing unit 

is in tune with my heart for this art

Not artificial cause that makes it hard to miss you

Copycats finish last in the human race

Staying glued to safes too prude to take a buddha break

We got espers that let us bless with fresh shit

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 world's a desert

Cannibals 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 magnetism

In this modern metropolis they tries to lock us up

Under preposterous laws thats not for us

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator

Yo it's three thousand thirty

I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, and Automator