Land of the Lost

Lyrics

[Chorus: Cella Dwellas] From the land of the lost From  the land of the lost From  the land of the lost From the land… [Verse 1: Phantasm] In the lost land, I break many limbs like twigs When  I take swigs of the Redrum, I get crazy like rigs Then  I start the murderin' and mutilatin' Hide skin and bones and buildin' tombstones Stay  back, lyrics is unhealthy like Plaque (Ha!) I bob and weave on a track like a flock of bats (Uh-huh) The anger and energy is in me Block your memory, the electrician, so watch the chemistry Born  insane, psychotic, berserk Explorin' new worlds and territories like Captain Kirk As I travel and discover like the Frenchman Ponce de Leónce, underground let's have a séance Here's my eerie theory or thesis You're beggin' for forgiveness like a thief next to Jesus When I meditate, I can obliviate a state I'll feed off your skin and dance to your pulse rate Movements of the hand as I call Ten Commandments I darken your world like tints The lunatic (Lunatic), I'm losin' it (Losin' it) Mic, I'm bruisin' it (Bruisin' it), then like a hovercraft I just cruise on it You can't understand I'm not from this land I'm from the lost (U.G.!), yo U.G. bring the holocaust [Verse 2: U.G.] Dark clouds form when I raise my staff in the air Lightnin' strikes my structure and I disappear I leap through portals, I'm immortal, call me Blackula I'm spectacular, U.G. the spell-caster I move objects by the use of telekinetics When I dianetic rhymes, MCs regret it My ill skills be mystical A relic from whence wizards fought over orbs of magical crystal In my basement, humans are used for experiments like rats I inject raps and their Brain splats I jump from body to body like quantum leap When I speak, I rip cheeks and your mouth leaks So enter the center of the mystical inventor ('Ventor) I change the month to winter, I can't control my temper Gust and winds rip off roofs when I scream The chemical in my bloodstream makes my blood green Blood hits the screen in my video, my mind's off Course, I'm from the land of the lost [Chorus: Cella Dwellas] From the land of the lost From the land of the lost From the land of the lost From the land… [Verse 3: Phantasm] Straight from the land of the lost where there's no fear, shed no tears A shout-out to my People Under the Stairs The hypnotics is about my scripts and lyrics (Uh-huh) And when the candle's lit, I talk to inner spirits They say I'm cuckoo but no straitjackets can restrain me Have many followers like the Ayatollah Khomeini I'm mad, mad sicken in me head-uh We keep gettin' better, love the color red-uh Rum-mah, the land is where I'm from-uh, get dumber with the drummer Summer madness may bring madness this summer In my world of insane, sin begins Can't gain weight, I'm cursed to a human skeleton Possess the first power, so call Lou Diamond Phillips The Indian as the streets get windy and cloudy and dark (Dark) Ask Noah for shelter in The Ark (Ark) I'm comin' for you like the great white shark Can change shapes (Shapes) and liquidate into a serpent So where's the rainbow as I strangle with the halos? So sleep in heavenly peace 'Cause they say that music calms the beast Collapses within my body structure that's frail The land of the lost mysterious and like the third rail [Verse 4: U.G.] In the land of the lost, my identity's feared by many I jump in bodies to hide from authorities 'cause I'm wanted for hauntin' villages that turned to ashes My tongue lashes your skin and then the blood splashes I incinerate snakes when I radiate beams of heat Then have weird dreams in my sleep I make willows weep when I sweep through the area Like an epidemic, my blood type is chemic My DNA got mixed with deadly toxics My dagger rips people from their toe to their hips The hideous lurks in the blackness Store water in my toe like a cactus and my rap rips Tracks and conjure up spirits when I'm thinkin' Relatives, old presidents, Abe Lincoln I snap your cervix when words mix together Mutant powers like Storm so I can change the weather I stick needles in your body like a chink doin' Acupuncture to hit your pressure spots Your brain rots tryin' to figure out my agility Source, I'm from the land of the lost [Chorus: Cella Dwellas] From the land (From the land) of the lost (Of the lost) From the land (From the land) of the lost (Of the lost) From the land (From the land) of the lost (Of the lost) From the land…