Ahoy, mateys! I’ll take your treasure Then I’ll blast on the 4/4 measure Take out my sword – lift my eye-patch Snarl at you and your girl, and your boat will crash Into an iceberg, then you’ll sink Your navigator had too much to drink I’m callin’ you a fink You are a louse – you crashed thru the ice rink Ice skating into the cold water Try to recover – don’t bother I will slaughter you and your girl who looks like an otter Or an aardvark – I take the mike and spark Lyrical lyricisms like sharks Biting all other emcees I’ll make you walk the plank into the sea Into the great blue yonder Where you meet my sponsor Saber-toothed sharks I rock the mike like electric lighting Thunderous pounding, loud and frightening Fish neck biter Fish emcees, fish rhyme writers You get caught – Where? – In the net. Fins Torn from end to end off skin Caution: yield You’re in the shark-infested field Move out of the water, onto the land if you have to Suffocate? It’s better than I’ll blast you Where? – Into the deep end You’re fish sticks now, my scaly friend Triangle white teeth Sharp pyramids cuttin’ up beef Saber-toothed sharks M - I - C technician Deep underwater is my position Now you’re swimmin’ far away I am the predator – you are the prey You keep swimming – I am grinning Pace yourself: this is just the beginning I move quick thru the water with shark skill Pickin’ up water into my gill Open up my mouth: I have three rows of teeth Alien shark hiding inside my space reef By the mother ship anchor – I am the chief Didn’t you notice my decorated silver helmet? Saber-toothed sharks

Mega blast The United States is off the face of the map We got blown up – it was tough They called our bluff Now who lives here? Let’s see Ants? No. Trees? No. People? No. Rocks? No. Nothing? No. What? Cockroaches: true survivors Black antennae wall climbers Crumb snatchers, party crashers Who knows if they have eyelashes? I don’t know: I just work here I count up all the survivors Wall climbers, crumb snatchers That survived this new disaster Terrorist attack Now I’m so confused Did we win or did we lose Is there anything that’s left Of the planet that is left Spinning all around the sun With some chunks that now are gone That are asteroids or moons Cuz they’re blown to kingdom come It was nineteen twenty billion when the space pods landed They set some photon bombs in one country on our planet They left without one word – they did not even say “good day” And then, before we knew it, there was no more USA We don’t know why they did this, & we haven’t seen them since And there’s no way to catch them, cuz they have no fingerprints We tried to keep in contact, but the only thing we got Was a message from their leader in a series of small dots They said that they were angry at our water-filled planet Cuz we were making too much noise & they can’t stand it Fifteen katrillion miles across the planets and the stars They could hear the boomin’ bass from the systems in our cars They said to keep in mind what happened to the USA Cuz, if this noise continues, they’ll blow up the Milky Way We tried our best to outlaw any noise across the map But we couldn’t stop production of Miami Bass Rap Terrorist attack

I freeze the Earth so you all can chill Then I break the ice with ice-pick skill Hold the mike with hands of granite Moon base, this is the Earth planet Over. I take my moon boots off The surface of your planet is very soft I rock the mike with outer space style Make little earth girls giggle and smile I’m attractive in my astro-suit When I land, I don’t need a parachute Or a helmet or pads Those are just some astronaut fads Home on the moon base – easy now stranger Take another step: you’re lookin’ for danger Don’t be confused by my infinite form We’re the Troopers of the Fourth Dimension One image, or four images? I step left – my step is infinite Your light shines: it reflects a space cadet But only thru the perimeter of my silhouette You can’t see my face: you get blinded From my world, your time is rewinded I was born with an extra sense Walking straight thru your electric fence Laser beam eyes, photon surprise Your birds are half roach, half fly Now I transfuse molecules I take rats and give them silver shoes I tape together animal body parts And make new species, & bring them on my ark Home on the moon base – easy now stranger Take another step: you’re lookin’ for danger Don’t be confused by my infinite form We’re the Troopers of the Fourth Dimension Radical emcee commando technique Humanoid red lazor control freak I paint electrical paintings Capture motion – capture brainwaves Brush with wires: positive, negative brush strokes Robot nudes – invisible cloaks Blue metal, experimental Drain your batteries down to the E on the pedal Lines to squares and then squares to cubes And then cubes to whatever we are to you Home on the moon base – easy now stranger Take another step: you’re lookin’ for danger Don’t be confused by my infinite form We’re the Troopers of the Fourth Dimension

I trip over mike cords, stumbling down You insult me & make me frown Please don’t diss me when I’m emceeing It breaks my heart & hurts my feelings Do you have to put others down to make yourself look better You don’t deserve the letter M or C – can’t you see Kids look up to good MCs That’s why I say: it’s your duty To portray a positive image to me Your loyal fan who buys your tapes And all your singles & remix tapes You should realize there’s kids that look up to you And they’ll try to do what you do This is a reason for you to behave Don’t think that you’re too cool to say Love your neighbor. Don’t pack a gun Don’t look straight into the sun Look both ways when you cross the street Women are not just pieces of meat They’re also bones. Don’t turn your earphones Too loud, when we’re on the microphone Singing. Don’t expose your skin to the sun Don’t expose yourself to children Be on time. Have a firm handshake. Always report crime Stay in school. Go to college Don’t drink & drive or you will demolish Your car. Always check your oil Don’t eat meat if it’s spoiled Take your hand off at night, if it’s artificial This rap goes to the parents Hi, how ya doin. Judging by your appearance You’re sad, cuz your children are crazy They are depressed, and they are lazy What can you do about this? I have good advice – first on the list: Limit their drug intake Snoop thru their room for their stash of weed Never admit when you were their age You inhaled more smoke than they ever could breathe Then complain about their loud music Tell them to get their homework done If they ever try to question the system Get on their ass with the heat of the sun Then they’ll always want to be your friend You’ll get respect for the rest of your life Don’t think you have to be smart, just because you’re a parent Take my good advice Love your neighbor. Don’t pack a gun Don’t look straight into the sun Look both ways when you cross the street Women are not just pieces of meat They’re also bones. Don’t turn your earphones Too loud, when we’re on the microphone Singing. Don’t expose your skin to the sun Don’t expose yourself to children Be on time. Have a firm handshake. Always report crime Stay in school. Go to college Don’t drink & drive or you will demolish Your car. Always check your oil Don’t eat meat if it’s spoiled Take your hand off at night, if it’s artificial

I’m like a supercomputer with street knowledge I can save the world & turn around & then demolish It again. I write rhymes with laser pen Doctor Rhythm turns on and makes the beat, then If you don’t know Doctor Rhythm 660 He’s a beat machine with beats that are tricky X5, he is like the keyboard champion DJ cuttin’ record scratcher cold lampin’ We are the Troopers of the Fourth Dimension Turn it up loud to get your attention If you put a brick wall in front of us We smash right thru it & turn it into dust If there is somebody who looks insane We use our gamma ray laser on their brain The 4th Dimension Is there a parade? No, that’s just us We walk down the street: we’re the 3 you can trust X5, 660, and me The Troopers of the 4th D Coming with microphones that don’t shut off And beats that are loose that always come off We’re not Young MCs We’ve been doin’t his stuff since 1523 Intergalactical space patrols Can’t find us. We’re out of control In portals: we’re steppin’ thru With the funky 4-dimensional beats for you That slam & make a crater on the dance floor And make a black hole suck thru the earth’s core And you’ll never know how we do it We’re the 4-D Troopers and we just blew it The 4th Dimension If you shake our hand, you’ll get a 90-volt shock Look in our eyes & you’ll forget how to talk Try to race us & we’ll lap you Try to hunt us down & we’ll trap you Our brain is so big, it’s got its own gravity I wouldn’t sell it, if you paid me Give us any math problem & we’ll give you the answer We are the original Deep Space Masters Traveling in quasar speed We write our lyrics in 4-D You need special glasses to understand them Give us three space pods: we will land them You’re not allowed in our territory Let us tell you our life story We were alive, then we died Then we changed form, & now we reside In . . . The 4th Dimension

We’re like a real circus – you’re a flea circus If you shoot, we swallow laser beams on purpose We digest buildings, cars, and trains We drink molten lava with no stomach pains Me, X5, and Doctor Rhythm were born And they melted us together, and then we formed The Troopers of Dimension 4 We’re like nothing ever seen before Cuz you can’t really even see us All you can see is a bright light surrounding us We carry metal swords – we know karate We chop straight thru, straight thru your whole body There’s no use tryin’ to give us pain We’re like Zeus with a robot brain And wires with a microchip And suction shoes, so we don’t ever slip We can walk up the steep side of a building And smoke a metal joint while we’re sittin’ there chilling V-V-Very funny: ha ha ha, you think you’re bad La-Laser beam sma-smash thru your hand (Pew!) ru-ru-run fast, you coward We kill you and drain your powers If we see crime, we keep our mouth shut Cuz we don’t care who does what We mind our own damn business, even if we saw them We kill the superheroes and the people who draw them We’re not sentimental For god’s sake we’re two parts robot. What are you, mental? Get off the spigot – dig it If there is a problem with our circuit board, we just rig it We throw a monkey wrench in your plan Squeeze your neck with electric hands We talk and we chop our syllables Our motherboard is not compatible With your weak system If you got any robot friends, we’ll enlist them In our robot army We are the captain: you can’t harm me Hands off! Just what do you think you’re doin’? You’re pretty smart for a human V-V-Very funny: ha ha ha, you think you’re bad La-Laser beam sma-smash thru your hand (Pew!) ru-ru-run fast, you coward We kill you and drain your powers

Well we know that you’ve been waiting For the dance that shakes the earth With more power than a flower Do it once and you’ll be cursed Not the Hustle or the Gator Not the Twist or Percolator Do it now, don’t wait for later It’s the Invader Party people in the house, just listen up close There’s a new dance move that’s sweepin’ the coast So gimme one minute and I’ll show you how But it’s real hard to do, so you better start now First, put your hands out – then, make a fist Then, point your finger out, just like this Put your thumb up like a thumbs-up sign Bend your elbows, focus your mind Then, all you do is, one at a time Just point each hand to the beat, on time Don’t move your legs, just stand in place Have a blank-stare expression on your face It’s as easy as readin’ a book The stiffer you are, the better it looks The Invader We know that you’ve been waiting For the dance that shakes the earth With more power than a flower Do it once and you’ll be cursed Not the Hustle or the Gator Not the Twist or Percolator Do it now, don’t wait for later It’s the Invader Party people in the house, just listen up close There’s a new dance move that’s sweepin’ the coast So gimme one minute and I’ll show you how But it’s real hard to do, so you better start now First, put your hands out – then, make a fist Then, point your finger out, just like this Put your thumb up like a thumbs-up sign Bend your elbows, focus your mind Then, all you do is, one at a time Just point each hand to the beat, on time Don’t move your legs, just stand in place Have a blank-stare expression on your face It’s as easy as readin’ a book The stiffer you are, the better it looks The Invader We know that you’ve been waiting For the dance that shakes the earth With more power than a flower Do it once and you’ll be cursed Not the Hustle or the Gator Not the Twist or Percolator Do it now, don’t wait for later It’s the Invader

I’m Metal Man – with no melting point I’m Metal Man – don’t stare and point I’m Metal Man – with jaws of death I’m Metal Man – now there’s no one left I chomp my metal jaws of steel I got a temper: here, take a feel I’m metal. 100% hard Unmeltable. I’m my own bodyguard Metal: I gotta have it My body’s made of squares like Atari graphics And my voice sounds like a computer I am the henchman of the 4-D Troopers Everywhere I walk, I leave big footprints Rectangle shaped, deep like a lake I stomp around when I’m mad & shake the earth My mother died at birth Nobody knows how she had a 400-pound metal baby I’m Metal Man with powers beyond the infinite I’m Metal Man – no melting point I’m Metal Man – don’t stare and point I’m Metal Man – with jaws of death I’m Metal Man – now there’s no one left You might say: What does Metal Man do? That’s for me to know, & you can get screwed I’ll ask the questions from here on out Keep your hands away from my metal mouth I throw big pieces of land at people I make the Richter scale jump straight off the needle I eat cars for breakfast And put all my human skulls on a necklace I’m ready to battle any damn time I crush 50 people with my foot at one time I have no face: it’s just a big metal square Expressionless reflective glare I play kickball with sports domes I kick the Metrodome straight thru the anti-zone I’m Metal Man with powers beyond the infinite I’m Metal Man – with no melting point I’m Metal Man – don’t stare and point I’m Metal Man – with jaws of death I’m Metal Man – now there’s no one left No temperature known to man melts my skin I’m Metal Man with no known kin Humans I can’t trust This world isn’t big enough for the both of us I will destroy your kind Put metal plates inside your mind If I need a weapon, I’ll pick up a tower I’ll destroy you and take your powers I am raw strength, maximum lifting capabilities I break toothpicks just like trees If there is a hurricane coming my way I’ll make it stop when I blow the other way Even in the deepest part of the sea The water doesn’t go over my head, you see I’m enormous – I’m radical My strength is not fathomable I’m Metal Man with powers beyond the infinite I’m Metal Man – no melting point I’m Metal Man – don’t stare and point I’m Metal Man – with jaws of death I’m Metal Man – now there’s no one left

Summertime on Neptune In a space pod, drivin’ in the afternoon With the sun shinin’ & our 18 moons in sight Feel the radio waves from the satellite Cool – you like to feel the breeze When you’re standing by the forest with the petrified trees All the little robots are playin’ in the junkyard And all the robot girls are lookin’ hard Rollin’ in your space pod down the way You got your Mylar helmet lookin’ top-tray Maybe you can get some robot ass You roll down your space pod window glass And say: “Beep-beep-beep zoink pip” She says: “Bee-beep-beep-beep-beep pip ka-trip” Don’t worry – there’s other fish in the sea You don’t have to resort to bestiality Cuz it’s summertime on Neptune 800 degrees You got your helmet tipped to the side And you look block format, chillin’ in your ride Everywhere you look, you see robot girls With their mechanical movements spinnin’ your world You get up the nerve to ask one her name She says: “Z-25” and reads your brain She likes your format – she prints out a receipt With a greeting, asking if you’d like to meet At twenty-three hundred, at her house You’re so happy, you almost shout Hip-hip hooray, you’re on your way Now you have to think of all the things you’d like to say To her: how you like her metal face And the way her bolts hold her in place You get to her house and make the doorbell ring Then you close your eyes & you start to sing Neptune, if you will Please send a little robot for my thrills She opens the door with her mechanical hand You’re swept away into another land It’s beautiful: she had very good taste You can see your reflection in her robot face And her eyes are pretty: red and blinking You try to guess what she’s thinking Then she tells you, cuz she read your mind Her figure is perfection: all straight lines No curves: no human flaws She’s not fake like the Wizard of Oz She’s real – she has robot sex appeal But love is what you feel For her masculine hand, cold to the touch You’re burnin’ up: it’s all too much The atmosphere is hot – you begin to embrace You’re wet-tongue kissing her metal face Your world explodes: you’re finally free And what happens next is ecstasy Cuz it’s summertime on Neptune 800 degrees

Goodbye, we must blast off now It’s been a lot of fun, but we must go now Thank you for listening to all our songs But now the Troopers must say: so long We had a lot of fun on this mission Traveling into the 4th dimension I remember back when times were live When we were in the group called The Seven Samurai Me, X5, and Doctor Rhythm 660 Mercury One and Alan Smithee The True G and Worldwide Enemy Those were the days when we rapped on beat Then all sorts of problems came up And we got in a fight, and the group broke up That was a sad day for everybody Especially for my friend The True G He said that he would die for rap music So somebody shot him. We couldn’t believe it It was Mercury One with a smoking gun Then he laughed out loud & said his job was done And he pointed the pistol straight at his head And he blew his face off, & then he was dead We were all surprised – we didn’t know what to do So we split up & formed our separate groups Alan Smithee now DJs for Love & Respect And Worldwide Enemy’s workin’ on a cassette As you know, X5, Doctor Rhythm, and me Stayed together and formed The Troopers of the 4th D Now our tapes over, and so is the day So we wave our hands, and we say Goodbye, we must blast off now It’s been a lot of fun, but we must go now Thank you for listening to all our songs But now the Troopers must say: so long Emcees, you think you’re so damn fresh But I pull your hair out until there’s no hair left Now who’s the kingpin of Dimension 8 Wanna step to us? Better never than late We pump out cassettes every minute Take the shortcut in the race and win it We’re hardcore like porn: smashing damaging everything We don’t sing We yell – rah – like Slayer 4th dimension pimp robot players Nasty: we think rocks are tasty Chew on pebbles – pour beach sand on pastries Pour hot tar on our bodies We wear female outfits to parties We wear lipstick & we wear makeup Dye our hair blonde & push our bras up Goodbye, we must blast off now It’s been a lot of fun, but we must go now Thank you for listening to all our songs But now the Troopers must say: so long Goodbye So long