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[Canibus] Def Con Zero 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 [Chorus] 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 [Phoenix Orion] Kevlar suits, 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 Letras de cancionesYou 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 niggaz 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 [?] Oh shit, here we go, gotta fight, gotta flow Gotta spaz, gotta blast, nigga that's your ass! [Chorus] [Canibus] Yo, step into the land of the metronome man Click, click-click BANG, suicide again Black army boots like [?] crew True parlez vous, I'ma test the Charley troop I'm the walkin, talkin, 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 swimmin in sake And Inoki 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 {?} mortician in the mortuary Talkin friendly, coughin heavy, pourin Henny Quadrophonic, macho hot shit, hello I'm in the bayou, crawlin through croc shit [Chorus] [Canibus] Industrial strength, never fuck with the cousin of death Eyes open, wide scopin, 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'chu 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 [Chorus x2] (We're going to jump right into target two) From Letras Mania