Canibus: Def Con Zero

(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
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 ratting niggaz shook up, they can't stay calm
Stop drop and roll nigga, hit the fire alarm
The fire is armed, burning 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!

(Chorus)

(Canibus)
Yo, step into the land of the Metronome Man
Click, click, click, bang! Suicide again
Black army-boots like Motley Crue
Chew barley root, I'ma attach the Charley troop
I'm the walking, talking Stephen Hawking
DNA genes were auctioned for genius offspring
Bust a nigga G Rap style, back em down
Gamma Omega Delta make mushroom cloud
On stage with masks and shrouds, we capture the crowd
On festival grounds, two-hundred decibels loud
Alchemists calculate the calculus, climb through the mountain mist
Then drink from the Fountain of Spit
It's like liquid wasabi or pool sharks swimming in saki
Annunaki tried to psychically block me
The rhyme author's silent partner
In the back of the Phantom my girl performs at the opera
I'm about to join her
The battlefield mortician in the mortuary talking friendly
Coughing heavy, pouring Henny //
Quadraphonic macho hot-shit
Hello, I'm in the Bio crawling through croc shit


(Chorus)

(Canibus)
Industrial strength, never fuck with the cousin of death
Eyes open, wide scoping, check, fuck a bling
I've got an AT-4 with a sling
Stand far away from the door when it ring
War of the Worlds part two want you
What you gonna 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) - 2X

(We're going to jump right into target two)