Delta Force 2007 Songtext
von Lost Secret

Hello, hello

Hello, I′m back again with Metatron the champion
Hello (Ced-Gee), I'm back again (Queens)
It′s Ced-Gee the champion (Bronx)
Hello, I'm back again (Harlem)
With Metatron the champion
Hello (Lost Secret Ultimag), I'm back again


I′m a radar getting messages from galaxies
They want me to stop, aliens are mad at me
′Cause on the face of the Earth
I'm the first to break the wrath of the curse
Getting lucky, just like David to Goliath
My rhymes they slingshot around Orion
Then return like a comet killing giants
I′m defiant, so stop relying on weak rhyming child molesters
But I'm the Metatron, pyramid projector
The Delta, Alpha and Omega
Supreme divine soundwaves
Puerto Rico beat the dream team reality
And forget formalities
Explode with thoughts, yes, nuclear of course
You stepping to me, you get your face slashed
Irrational, I′m patterned in five decimals
Decimate, your brain I detonate
Chill with dirts and further instigate
Create, which means to build something
Words the thoughts, the flesh, now I wanna kill something
Motherfuckers, Lost Secret two soloist
Your mom's mad that your pop′s on some homo shit
Blowing up your brain like a Jewish terrorist
Or a Muslim, whatever, irrelevant
Rappers, to me you just a toilet seat
You get shit on, I'ma cleanse your soul
Rap to take control
I'm Metatron and I′m on a roll
My name′s the Delta

I'm back again with Metatron the champion
Hello, I′m back again
It's Ced-Gee (Check it, uh)


Back to take control as I begin
To rip this mic apart from end to end
Combine the rhyme that′s mines to make 'em bend
Produce a beat that′s dope
I hope you smoke the dope I wrote
I made your brain choke, you need an antidote
Of rhymes, just like funky potions
I killed your membranes, so now you're hoping
That you can become another intellect
But you a dummy, son, your rhymes can't connect
Metaphor, ′cause your style is still basic
You leave traces, you have no aces
Jacks or queens or kings or even deuces
I′m like spades, you can't remake this
Ultramagnetic style of rhythm
Brain combustion is what I give ′em
To make them shake and hesitate and make mistakes
And stay awake 'cause the G stands for great
Man, reaching my apex
The more I climb, son, so rappers hate that
Twist and change the way I rearrange their brains
′Cause I'm still the Delta

Hello, I′m back again with Metatron the champion
Hello, I'm back again
It's Ced-Gee the champion
Hello, I′m back again with Metatron the champion
Hello, I′m back again

Like Enoch when I crush and kill
Like Enoch when I crush and kill
Like Enoch when I crush and kill
Like, like, like, like, like Enoch when I crush and kill