[Verse 1]

My planet, my homeworld

Deltron Zero planet any or are you first?

Time has come to simply start

Living again, we have come to damn far

Existing only for benefits of other's like worker bees

Until a worker sees like Hercules

I burst and squeeze laser cannons

With a team of freelance mercenaries we standing

On our personal starship, with entertainment modules

Emerges you inside a world that's all gold

Artificial, our ship is hard to hit too

Transport vessels we strip down to the nickel

Undercover agents with valuable information

Of battle winning aces against embassies and enemies

Sharp flying travel destroys any objects closer than detonation

Leave em vegetation [Verse 2]

Now you're witnessing the quick thinking

And dexterity of a sick genius

Deltron Zero, you're a bit squeamish

Cause I'm rumored to brandish thermolasers in a fit of fiendish

Military demonstration destroyed in the blast, any trace of information

Related to my grand schemes garnishing support for other agents

Who can't take it no more, go and inch ***

My titanium funk was born to be created

By gaining absolute power over my creations

From presentation to demonstration to penetration

To your psyche where you can take the raisin

For your own conclusion I restore your freedom

Before the industry made it a commodity you needed to buy back

Just a consumable that's regulated through regulation

They make you jump through the Matrix [Verse 3]

Superior technology wielded by the oddity

The loose cannon, the lyrical mage and prodigy, Deltron probably

Who else can melt a dock-and-bay officer to fine fermented ale?

The private resources we stole from starfighters

Sending counter attacks to black out return fire

My favourite, the heavy ion cannon

Blue-white energy will fry y'all planet

But not before I infiltrate your information network

Spy operations, we locating the wealth first

The projected holograms, were a scam that were recognized from jump

Giving the illusion of some

Former camaraderie's a scream in court

But they needed more, they had to flee or be torched

The sight of the skies and these dream loops

Became very difficult to see through, though he knew