Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3030, artist - Del The Funky Homosapien. Album song Deltron 3030, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.09.2008
Record label: Deltron Projects
Song language: English
3030 |
| Yo' it’s 3030 |
| I want ya’ll to meet Deltron Zero, hero, not no small feat |
| It’s all heat in this day in age |
| I’ll raid ya grave |
| Anything it takes to save the day |
| Nueromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic |
| Use my rappin so you all can see the hazards |
| Plus entertainment where many are brainless |
| We cultivated the lost art of study and i brought a buddy |
| Automator, hard to slay ya, fascinator, combinations |
| cyber warlords with aggravatin abominations |
| Harmin nature we hate ya we aint with that |
| We high-tech archeaologists searchin for knick-knacks |
| Composin musical stim-paks that impacts the soul |
| Crack the mold and what you think you rappin for, |
| i used to be a mech soldier but i didnt respect orders |
| had to step forward tell them this aint for us. |
| Livin in a post-apacolyptic world morbid and horrid |
| The secrects to the past they hoarded |
| Now we just boarded on a futuristic space craft |
| No mistakes black, its our music we must take back… |
| Chorus: |
| Yo It’s 3030 |
| I want ya’ll to meet Deltron Zero… and Automator (repeat 3x) |
| Del i’m feelin like a ghost in a cell, |
| I wrote this in jail playin host to a cell |
| For the pure verbal |
| They said my sentence was equivalent to murder |
| Just another hurdle, i bounce through a portal |
| I knew they had the mind state of mere mortals |
| My ears morph to receptors that catch ya |
| Every word about gravity controlin and the families they hold |
| For handsom ransoms |
| On the run with a handgun, blast bioforms, i am more |
| Than a planet wide man-hunt with cannons |
| Will make me abandon my foolish plan of uprisin |
| FUCK dyin, ill hi-jack a mech |
| Control it with my magical chant, so battle advanced |
| Through centuries of hip-hop legacy, mega-speed |
| Hyper-warp to Automators crib and light the torch |
| They cant fight the force, victory is ours once we strike the source |
| Enterprisin wise men, look to the horizen |
| Thinkin more capitalism is the wisdom and imprison |
| All citiczens in power with rythym |
| We keep the funk alive by talkin with idioms… |
| (Chorus) |
| Is it eternal evil concerned with thievery |
| Medieval prehistoric rhetoric, well we ahead of that |
| Lay it down with sound waves that pound pavements |
| Original minstrels, my central processor unit is in tune with this art |
| Not artificial cause that makes it hard to miss you |
| Copy cats finish last in the human race |
| Stayin glued to safes, Too prude to take a buddha pipe |
| We got espers that let us bless with fresh shit |
| Undetected by yes men questin for five fleetin nanoseconds of fame |
| Protectin the brain, from conspiricies against my cosmos |
| While i float the neo-tokyo and opium |
| Undiscussed Combustable Clusters is a plus |
| Evade cyber police and the computer brig confuse the kids |
| But i can make it kickin rhymes that sacred |
| Telepathic mind that takes its greatness from the matrix |
| Esper rhyme professor, rushes the culture pressure |
| With correction meausures |
| While half the worlds a deserts |
| Cannibals eat human brains for dessert |
| Buried under deep dirt, Mobility innert |
| I insert the codes for the cataclysym |
| Ever since i had the visions use my magnitism |
| In this minor metropolis that tries to lock us up |
| Under preposterous laws thats not for us |
| (Chorus) |
| …(beat fades out) |