Cella Dwellas - “Realm 3”
[Emcee(s): Phantasm and U.G.]
[Producer(s): Lord Digga and Norm]
[Verse 1: Phantasm]
In the Third
World, the blind see in 3-D
Let me show you my identity. I’ll take you to a world
Of fantasy, Realm 3. Me and my
Dark half U.G., masters of mystery
Wizardry and sorcery is in me
Like an entity, so come take a journey
To the emporium, the temple, where an
Enchanted mental is your only utensil
It’s essential to you, the inner mind’s eye
Looking within to realms that are forbidden
My dreadlocks tied up in the front form
The magical horn on a unicorn. I then
Cast a spell (Spell) like a sage (Sage), get stopped by
The guild to move up a level (Yeah) to an archmage
Turn the page (Page), I never age (Age), report
To the pool of radiance and pray to the gods of rage
Now you’re trapping in the zone, walking
All day through a dark, never-ending hallway
You’ll be forgotten like the Lost City of Atlantis
So, kid, start praying like a mantis
The Third World’s no place for this human race
Death you face, amazing grace
[Verse 2: U.G.]
Uh huh, hey
The cleric, dead people crawl out of graves when our gats
Reanimate, must rejuvenate ‘cause my mindstate
Is weak, I seek psychiatric friends to help, so
I sit at home, eating flesh, the vultures out my window-
-sill, liquor spill out my mouth like a dog of rabies
Do-re-mi. I use my sling to kill giants David did
Goliath, I’m psychic like that chick Dionne Warwick
The morbid, planet disappear out of orbit when
I’m hungry, I hear the chron, I devour worlds that swirl around
The Sun (Sun), the holy one comes from the dungeon
You’re lost in the mazexits of my garden
Or severed with hedges, have razor-sharp edges
My window ledges infested with crows
When the wind blows, you hear it whistle through their nose holes
U.G. the magician. Niggas be wishing the same
Thing happens to me like The D.O.C. and Row
[Hook: Cella Dwellas]
The Third World!
The Third World!
The Third World!
The Third World!
[Verse 3: Phantasm]
Helter
Skelter as I read the scripts from my chapter
You’re running like if Cujo was coming after ya
“They’re all gonna laugh at ya.” Keep your distance
I’m contagious. When I go through metamorphosis
I have ill rages, different phases, mental mazes
In Realm 3, where the scenery is eerie
And fogginess blinds your sight, you’re in my Zone
The Twilight, where I hear screams in the night
And whispers in the dark
Twelve o’clock howlings and dog barks at times
Of David Letterman. Where’s my medicine?
The adrenaline. Hurry, U.G., inject it in
The position’s analysis, then the screams of the land
Still bother you. I’m the authored who fathered you
So welcome, all, to a world of madness
This is my kingdom. Listen as I bring them
Sadness. The Third World’s the zaniest, dimensions
Close spontaneous to the size of Uranus
Watch the format and formation, the Realm 3
Transform from U.G. to imagination
[Verse 4: U.G.]
Yeah
Realm 3 forbidden for the human beings’
Optics, the other clock ticks as my knot trips
Fantasy mentality takes over my
Body [?] but on the journey
To lands filled with sands, leaves, and wizards
And druids, when I view it, hear the dripping of spinal fluid
My mystical origin is unknown to I have
Wings on my side that enable me to fly
When unfolded. Those kids standing in the way
Get cut by the tips. When I breathe, you see my ribs
Shift and my wings flap. I take off
Like Tiamat, a five-headed dragon. Dungeons
Corridors. When the horror pours from my jaws
It opens up floors and secret doors of the mind
The enchanted granted the power of Mother Nature
I hate to get angry, make a
Sun fall out the sky onto Earth. Can’t you see?
My imagination takes me to Realm 3
[Hook: Cella Dwellas]
The Third World!
The Third World!
The Third World!
The Third World!
