Next Levels Lyrics & Chords By King Geedorah

Lil' Sci:
One, two, one, two, yes
Yo

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 you with some substance that's actual
I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy
Says 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
Trying to 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

ID 4 Winds:
Well I'm colliding with the mind of a survivor surviving
Uncover the time brother, the high volume wide column
Height slalom verge jog the side
Dodgin' mirages, conquer the vibe, hunger lurks
Nine to five work saga, God bless the life
Father trife fell for the light, balance the globe on flight
Vocal pimpin' it's throat so you know how we go down yo
Struck with getto yo, medal throw
Settle the dough, live showbiz, the cannonball
Weapon, men and arms, four section
Super intelligence, balance, benevolent, stinging nettle medicine
Crouch tiger, dragon , craftmatic, watch ya' back
If catch this, fascist through the atlas
First class diplomatic status, stagma flag 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

Stahhr:
I'm a 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 ya mind, thinking Stahhr would never shine
Props due, focus with a hawk's eye view
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 open in the caption, here comes the Hix and Braxton's
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 plus those zip disk files
Sharp with the needles, found no IV's for the feeble
Y'all fiending for the sequel and the beat's not even EQ'd

We have a snake to catch