Next Levels

Lyrics

[Intro : Lil' Sci] 1, 2, 1, 2, yes! yo [Verse 1: Lil' Sci] 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 y'all with some substance that's actual I got a gift called hip-hop prophecy Since 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 Tryna 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 killing 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 [Verse 2: ID 4 Winds] Well I'm colliding with the mind of a Survivor surviving Uncover the time brother, the high volume wide column Height style of preferred jog on the side Dodgin' mirages, conquer the vibe Hunger lurks, nine to five work saga, God bless the life Father trife, travel to light, balance the globe off life Vocal pimpin' its throat, so you know how it go down yo Struggle in the ghetto yo Metal throat, settle the dough, live showbiz The cannonball, weapon, Man At Arms four section Super intelligence, balance benevolent stinging nettle medicine Crouch tiger, dragon, craftmatic, posture back shift Catch this, passes through the atlas First class diplomatic status stagma flag then 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... [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3: Empress Stahhr] I'ma 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 your mind thinking Stahhr would never shine Props due, focused with a hawk's eye view (Uh) 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 openin' the captions, here comes the Hicks and Braxton Lyrical contraction, delivery reaction It started with a passion, that's just the way it happened Born with umbilical cords strapped to Korgs Won't drop a Kurzweil hustling zip disk files Sharper than needles, found no IV's for the feeble Y'all fiending for the sequel and the beat's not even EQ'd [Instrument Break] "We have a snake to catch!"