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  • Come one, come all
    To the Visionary hall
    I would like to
    Cordially invite you
    The night is young
    Might you
    Or shall I say, might we
    Develop a relationship rightly
    Rhettmatic will be our sound provider
    Strike a match to burn, we hold the mic tighter
    In light of the situation we got five emcees
    Of varying degrees and faculties
    Bring in the scratch, please
    [Turntable solo: DJ Rhettmatic]
    [Verse Two: 2Mex]
    Just learn from us
    A combustible bus of trust
    The inner analysis of us
    Unearthing palaces of dust
    I'm balancing with every gust of air
    Customers' Medicare
    Medical Musketeer with the musket there
    The son with the mussed up hair
    Declares that every nowhere
    Shall know everywhere
    My stocks are like sun colored blocks
    Brightest crayon in the box
    And the coldest beer in the fridge
    The oldest pier in the bridge
    I told the dear it was a privilege
    Just to be in tune
    While the world's throwing darts at balloons
    I'm stuck in the dunes
    And [scratch] your platoon
    You're an asshole
    You're a hassle
    I'm master, fully astral
    [Turntable solo: DJ Rhettmatic]
    [Verse Three: Zen]
    Hands up
    This is a shakedown
    To take down
    The rest of you non-believing emcees
    Envious
    Of the way I adjust
    With a little bit of rage
    And rush to the middle of the stage
    And bust like TNT
    Must you believe it was started in a mid
    When it was being done to the left of the myriad
    Eons ago
    And beyond the flow
    We had continuity
    And fluidity
    Pure stupidity
    Has gotten some born on this coastal region
    Believing no ingenuity would be this close to home
    The truth'll be told through this microphone
    Behold a time when a fellowship of rhymes
    It beginning in the ninety-nine
    Furthest surface from the underside tide with the ride
    [Verse Four: 2Mex]
    Come one, come all
    To the Visionary hall
    Ray Parker Jr. calls me when he needs a little bit of Ghostbusting
    West Coast hustling
    Every letter is a little lighter
    Lighting all you bent up biters
    Bitter firefighters
    Our girls are tighter
    My crew is flame retardant
    Your game's retarded
    My name is guarded and darted at
    And I'm a part of that
    California carnival
    Elephantiasis of the audible
    Innervating intervals
    My tabernacle
    Will tackle your tobacco
    Even my echoes are art deco
    All of my adlibs
    Are louder than the speakers at your crib
    [Turntable solo to fade]
  • Come one, come all
    To the Visionary hall
    I would like to
    Cordially invite you
    The night is young
    Might you
    Or shall I say, might we
    Develop a relationship rightly
    Rhettmatic will be our sound provider
    Strike a match to burn, we hold the mic tighter
    In light of the situation we got five emcees
    Of varying degrees and faculties
    Bring in the scratch, please
    [Turntable solo: DJ Rhettmatic]
    [Verse Two: 2Mex]
    Just learn from us
    A combustible bus of trust
    The inner analysis of us
    Unearthing palaces of dust
    I'm balancing with every gust of air
    Customers' Medicare
    Medical Musketeer with the musket there
    The son with the mussed up hair
    Declares that every nowhere
    Shall know everywhere
    My stocks are like sun colored blocks
    Brightest crayon in the box
    And the coldest beer in the fridge
    The oldest pier in the bridge
    I told the dear it was a privilege
    Just to be in tune
    While the world's throwing darts at balloons
    I'm stuck in the dunes
    And [scratch] your platoon
    You're an asshole
    You're a hassle
    I'm master, fully astral
    [Turntable solo: DJ Rhettmatic]
    [Verse Three: Zen]
    Hands up
    This is a shakedown
    To take down
    The rest of you non-believing emcees
    Envious
    Of the way I adjust
    With a little bit of rage
    And rush to the middle of the stage
    And bust like TNT
    Must you believe it was started in a mid
    When it was being done to the left of the myriad
    Eons ago
    And beyond the flow
    We had continuity
    And fluidity
    Pure stupidity
    Has gotten some born on this coastal region
    Believing no ingenuity would be this close to home
    The truth'll be told through this microphone
    Behold a time when a fellowship of rhymes
    It beginning in the ninety-nine
    Furthest surface from the underside tide with the ride
    [Verse Four: 2Mex]
    Come one, come all
    To the Visionary hall
    Ray Parker Jr. calls me when he needs a little bit of Ghostbusting
    West Coast hustling
    Every letter is a little lighter
    Lighting all you bent up biters
    Bitter firefighters
    Our girls are tighter
    My crew is flame retardant
    Your game's retarded
    My name is guarded and darted at
    And I'm a part of that
    California carnival
    Elephantiasis of the audible
    Innervating intervals
    My tabernacle
    Will tackle your tobacco
    Even my echoes are art deco
    All of my adlibs
    Are louder than the speakers at your crib
    [Turntable solo to fade]