Intro

Ox City 9 Through your 33rd Carl Medermic And oh no Yeah Y'all shouldn't have started it But since y'all did Let me break this down to you Y'all popped in the disc, now y'all lost in the mist The apocalypse has shifted into every metropolis Now every urban hood and project council Suburbian blocks is hotter than fires arousing Storms is coming, I linked up with God through tundras Word to E when I took that under, then came back with thunder Funk, soul, jazz, and contemporary Galactic battles of rhythms, I had to get some adversaries All across the states, from the Ox to the Bay Jersey to Bronx, Atlanta, BK Down to Houston, the D to LB to LA 27 Beats in just three days, only one way The exodus and the unheard rhythms Twisted up in plasma vision so you could get a clear picture And we do got static for y'all niggas that don't get it Don't listen and get your wig splitted You see I've been under a crashing dark cloud Because I look horrible like this figure I can but hope this experiment fails For it would mean the most terrifying Thing I've ever seen or even created As he pulls the switch I can't believe it The world should beware