Cloak N Dagga - Def Con Zero lyrics
[Cloak N Dagga - Def Con Zero lyrics]
Gentlemen, we have just upgraded
From red alert, to dead alert
This is not a drill I repeat
This is not a drill pack the belongings
In the immediate vicinity
And make your way to the shelter
When you get there, ask for GAMMA, OMEGA
DELTA def Con Zero
We gotta fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Kevlar suit's, M-16's with the laser beam
God squad supreme, Hip-Hop SWAT team
Spittin like the force of a bomb
So ring the alarm
We stay armed, cloak'n'dagga this is Def Con
Soundwave transform
Canibus change to the ghetto Megatron arm
Kill these Hip-Hop robots
We spit hot words to serve nerds
Smoke you like I do my herb, that's my word
Fuck what you heard, it's a hostile takeover
The game is too jiggy and too
Pretty you need a makeover
You ain't Hova, or your rap career is over
Weapon exchange at dark creates a supernova
This is Def Con, we gon' drop the bomb
You muh'fuckers won't get us
Like you got Sadaam
Got you rattin niggas shook up
They can't stay calm
Stop drop and roll nigga, hit the fire alarm
The fire is armed
Burnin like a towerin inferno
Commander Canibus transmitted to
Me from Yermo
Oh shit, here we go, gotta fight, gotta flow
Gotta spaz, gotta blast
Nigga that's your ass!
We gotta fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Yo, step into the land of the metronome man
Click, click-click bang, suicide again
Black army boots like Mötley Crüe
Chew barley root, I'ma test the Charley troop
I'm the walking, talking Stephen Hawking
DNA genes were auctioned for genius offspring
Bust a nigga G rap style, back him down
Gamma Omega Delta make mushroom clouds
On stage with massive shrouds
We capture the crowd
On festival grounds, 200 decibels loud
Alchemist calculate the calculus
Climb through the mountain mist
Then drink from the fountain of spit
It's like liquid wasabe
A pool shark swimming in sake
Annunaki tried to psychically block me
The rhyme author silent partner
In the back of the Phantom
My girl performs at the opera
I'm about to join her
To battle field mortician in the mortuary
Talking friendly, coughing heavy
Pouring Henny
Quadrophonic, macho hot shit, hello
I'm in the bayou, crawling through croc shit
We gotta fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Industrial strength
Never fuck with the cousin of death
Eyes open, wide scoping, check
Fuck a bling I got 8-2 ? with a sling
Stand far away from the door when it bring
War of the Worlds part two on you
What you gon' do when we lock and load troop
Shoot, lay a hundred down
With one dummy round
Thuggery style, bloody ground
Fuck your money now def Con Zero
Who the fuck didn't get the memo?
Kick your best flow, let's go
We gotta fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
Fight, fight - we gotta spaz, blast
We gotta flow yo, go Def Con Zero
(We're going to jump right into target two)