King Geedorah - Next Levels lyrics

Lil' Sci: One, two, one, two, yes Yo It's King Geedorah, combined with the forces of nine ether Blowing woofers and tweeters, shaking syllable meters Disaster's cataclysmic, mystic natural It's about time we hit you with some substance that's actual I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy Says 2003 ends the reign of the jiggy MC No more roaming on this planet like scavengers Scientists broke the code of the Gregorian calendar Defying laws of space and time Trying to trace my lines, hold up, respect the architect Digital Roland, my whole crew roll with VS Type to master this whole universe in three steps We stretch across the equator with something major Universal rhyme tones, tamper with your time zone Minds blown by the millions just for the feeling Hip hop, it just don't stop until I make a k**ing Nah I'm kidding, but for real, the world ain't the same no more Take your life to next level or remain no more Take your life to next level or remain no more Word up, word up ID 4 Winds: Well I'm colliding with the mind of a survivor surviving Uncover the time brother, the high volume wide column Height slalom verge jog the side Dodgin' mirages, conquer the vibe, hunger lurks Nine to five work saga, God bless the life Father trife fell for the light, balance the globe on flight Vocal pimpin' it's throat so you know how we go down yo Struck with getto yo, medal throw Settle the dough, live showbiz, the cannonball Weapon, men and arms, four section Super intelligence, balance, benevolent, stinging nettle medicine Crouch tiger, dragon , craftmatic, watch ya' back If catch this, fascist through the atlas First cla** diplomatic status, stagma flag overstanding the plan Bar scan, identify camera shots, streets watch, timex clocks Punch lunch on the dot, five minutes to rock So we blew block crews, it's old news how we do Stahhr: I'm a drop one rhyme for every time I cross the thin line Between yours and mine, see, it's part of my design Shifting paradigm, yin and yang combined Must be out ya mind, thinking Stahhr would never shine Props due, focus with a hawk's eye view I'm all that, a plantain and some Ital stew Gettin' spinach, British, ATL to Venice Even Abercrombie figures open off of this verb elixir Magnetic attraction, raw as Millie Jackson Straight open in the caption, here comes the Hix and Braxton's Lyrical contraction, delivery reaction It started with a pa**ion, that's just the way it happened Born with umbilical cords strapped to Korgs Won't drop a Kurzweil plus those zip disk files Sharp with the needles, found no IV's for the feeble Y'all fiending for the sequel and the beat's not even EQ'd We have a snake to catch