Lyrics
Envision, soldiers in position
Listen, as a new sound is christened
The message in the music causes a transition
The General Hot Dang, the Audio Technician
Big Zoo construction, half man, half beast
My life production, half war, half peace
The yin and yang, glass half full or half empty
And then when I spit, it's mad sick, but it's healthy
John Dillinger, roll hash in a cylinder
Slow killin' ya, from Brooklyn to Basilica
Zoo York, Zoo Jersey, Zoo Zaragoza
Born a civilian, but I die like a soldier
Now you see it as dedication
I see it as more of an obligation
Build a 360 formation
I'm stationed, in pole position when I'm racin'
My formula one, has a point, I'm goal makin'
Stamina high, I'm here for the duration
So be careful 'bout what you say or partake in
Translation can get misconstrued and have you taken out
Or you'll become an in-patient
Behold, the excellence, pictures we pose
Stretch across the globe, messages like Morse code
Set the precedence to go to flow, sensory overload
Mind detect mind, body, soul to soul
However you want it, breathe life to the morbid
Make moves on the dormant, the artist, portrait
Of a bornist from the projects, step into the corporate office
A new day, another dollar, I'm unthorned
Envision, soldiers in position
Listen, as a new sound is christened
The message in the music causes a transition
The General Hot Dang, the Audio Technician
Envision, soldiers in position
Listen, as a new sound is christened
The message in the music causes a transition
The General Hot Dang, the Audio Technician
From the outside, it looks like we chillin' and gettin' laced
On the inside, we architects buildin' a better place
When I write, I see silhouettes of my daughter's face
I grin, grab the pen, say grace, then begin
The movement's synonymous with wind
It travels in the air with the strength of forty men
A natural occurrence, a force of nature
Our goal to attain, power beyond paper
You're wack like dust on my shoulders, brush it
Waste heavy enough, go to the bathroom, flush it
Straight down the toilet, before cats could spoil it
I'm the one you don't toil with, call me His Royalness
Dethrone me, that's brown bread, you could dead it
It's like livin' with a head, man-made prosthetic
Music could reset it, grand logic and a prophet
Able to find the needle in the middle of a mosh pit
It's symbolic, see a sign of the times
When you deal with me and mine, you need to read between the lines
Music and the message, movin' to the essence
Killin' every session, and then we resurrect it
With the Audio Tech, death-defyin'
Too strong, do it all, 'til it's nothin' left tryin'
Hot Dang let it fly, and exercise an enterprise
And come to clash with the titans, it's global synthesizers
Envision, soldiers in position
Listen, as a new sound is christened
The message in the music causes a transition
The General Hot Dang, the Audio Technician
Envision, Super Zoo on a mission
Listen, Nunzio cause friction
Messenger Vice V completes the composition
With the General Hot Dang, the Audio Technician