connecting*the*dots

Artist: Deltron 3030
Featuring: Del Tha Funkee Homosapian
Song: Love Story

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Yo yo yo, check this out man
1 for you, 2 for me
3 for you, 15 for me
20 for you… now check it out

Yo
I just won 10 grand in the Galactic
Rhyme Federation championship, so I’m lampin a bit
I feel like returnin to Earth and burnin some herb
I’m sick of lookin at the inside of space stations
Time for Deltron to take a vacation
My expertise in aviation got us to our destination (where?)
The East Bay
My living quarters is completely froze solid
I thaw it out with a heat ray
Now I’m chillin in a sauna, pulsating jet streams
Peeping out in virtual reality my wet dreams
Perusing my 21st century classic comics, the fun is astronomic
(ha ha ha) I figured since I’m here I’ll renew my galactic passport
So I’m not persecuted by no galactic assholes
Schemers on the ave
With their holographic hat-tricks
Using magnetism to pick-pocket citizens
Tourists walk around with memory apprehension glasses
They attempt to capture
The past tense
Virtual junkies, burnt out and lost
War veterans still trapped in the Holocaust

Yes I know all the answers
Living in my true love’s arms

I’m sittin on the porch readin Cosmopolitan
Peepin all these dumb hoes with enhanced collagen
I’m calling in sick today
Big mistake
This resulted in a final pay check and pink slip ?
Replaced by my successor cause I missed my place
Knowin that the Rhyme Federation will miss my face
(fuck y’all)
Referred to as a big disgrace
Now I’m free-lance with more risk to take
Now a rhymin merc, finding certified androids
Hit a convention, signin autographs for fan-boys
They admire
My enhanced stanzas
And how I dodge man-hunts
And security cameras
Avoided apprehension in sub-atomic dimensions
And even more impressive cause of what we livin
A self contained environment, I suggest I’m just a minor threat
I see a thing of beauty fly as heck, standing by her desk
Paid her my respects, I was too scared to try to step
So I deployed one of my androids with dialect
Synthesized with my voice perfectly replicated
Asked for her name, and was she married?
“No we’re separated”

*Booty*
Baby… baby you’re looking real fine…
Your behind, you got 3 booty cheeks…
That’s kind of unique for… for a ?
What say me and you hit the hot spot over at your house ?
I got a few sandwiches ? eaten
Yo it’s cool though, you got one eye ? trippin though
Listen you, me and you, we gon’ ?, we gon’ far, go all the way to Mars
Venus… we’ll go to Venus if you want to
Venus, Paris… ?

Yes I know all the answers
Living in my true love’s arms (2x)

Artist: Deltron 3030
Featuring: Del Tha Funkee Homosapian
Song: Madness

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In the year three thousand and thirty everybody wants to be an mc
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a dj
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a producer
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music

I must appeal to you people with your faculties
Cuz everybody else is gonna laugh at me
People try to get over and take a crack at me
The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious
Put in the Smithsonian my podiums for holy hymns
But you see who’s controlling them
Fuck myself off cuz of the egotistical mode I’m in
No I can’t slap you no five
When you and your cutty is talkin shit about me outside
People take pride in what they have no hand in
Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome
But deep inside he wants to do what his man done
Just because his peers jeer and and clown
When you’re six foot deep no one hears you now
They say were not compatible like deers and cows and owls
So many rules and regulations say you’re not allowed

I’m caught in the grip of the city Madness (X4)

If I had to describe the way I survive its like vice squeezin
The reason I’m black and still breathin
Heathens will breed heathens so
Everybody’s suspect I must check your ID
Cuz you lookin sheisty you might be intelligence
Someone that Del’s against
Opposite or positive
When I drop the law against nature be faithful
Why should I hate you we ain’t that different
We may act differen’t in some ways
But we still grouped together like a fuckin survey
Sufferin and fuck em all’s the motto
I’m trapped in a bottle
My music’s gettin hollow
And that’s what happens when humanity you follow
Where every leak or info is hard to swallow
Sell your Marlboros and car insurance
Put niggas on the moon and can’t pay for your burdens
I smoke herb and rock a turban
Meditate on the world and whats occurrin
A lot of white boys like the style and copy
Dig in something deeper and you’ll peep that we’re not free
It’s not about the seperation it’s about the population

I’m caught in the grip of the city Madness (X4)

Simple minded people always point the finger
To bring it to a close as if life is their role, they path
When all paths are intersections
It depends on the persons perception
When I’m mad as fuck you get shot
To tis so is bad luck
I believe you held something back for too long
It grew strong
And enegy got its own will
And people think they make music still
But music is there with out you or me we just manipulate
For better or worse so let it situate
I get to make records and dough
Paid out the ass hole
And still seen as another face on the totem pole
Conquer, my sponsors are monsters
And everybody thinks that I owe them one
I’m glad I love music and life
cuz it’s easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight

I’m caught in the grip of the city Madness (X4)