Verse One: Mondo, Vex

I can see your only eyes, locked into your skull

My backbone the zone and when I roam my mind is full

Guess who? I'm swoopin through the air like pestilence

I know your nerves are shot and skin is tight from my presence

Got the aura of a gazelle and roll like an ox

I linger in the air and make my vocals bust shots

to your dome, I'm thicker than a junkie's nostrils or veins

the membrane, of a party, nucleus of the brain

The cytoplasma, is gettin phatter as it grows

and expansions of the soul so throw the trash below dig within

Your mental will extend upon arrival of the truth the spiritual

ya hear it nigga you'll get loose

So light the wick and let's get busy

Like a stick into your teeth

I override the threshold, and take it back to the sea

Who can it be? Dance up in the party

Come and grab the microphone, come and move my body

Well I came through the door, I said it before

I never let the stress get me down anymore

So as we walk through the thresholds of snake in the grass

I thought of super vicious shapes, lyrics begin to mass

Feel the blast as the format of the rap smakcs the skit

No profanity but the tongue is rough spit

Verbal vomit, strings the atomic

Some electrospectroscopic storm, rising from the quorum

It's like what? All up in your grill as we be strokin to the doom

Eliminating gloom as we walk in

With the WalkMan's on, turned up to ten

Apocalypse is comin, Boogiemonsters', transcend

With the

Dan-ne-na, dan-ne-na

Dan-ne-nanny-yah on your block

Rock the ill one for energy, blesses as the mess

Penetrates the thresholds of negative stress

Chorus: Repeat 2X

[Dan-ne-na, dan-ne-na] The recognized thresholds of