The year is 3089. A being known as Noobie Noobinson has formed an epic alliance of notable talent. This is the tale of how the one known as MD came to join the Boomsday Alliance. Speaking of Wick... And I was... Boomsday!

-Computer- Shuttle Dock… Commence. -Zenith D. Wonderpants (Zeny D)- Meka 5 - Industrial Complex, this is Freebird-class ship, Double Boomskee. Awaiting clearance for landing, Vector 6.RT Computer, link us up with the latest location of the one known as “MD” I can't remember where exactly he is, in the area. But he's there… -MD- Locked away in my mind's deepest regions, Are regions of space wrote out to scene's season's. We look up to Noobie, it's him who is the reason, Positive increase your position, then he's leavin’, For you to do it too, to others you'd believe in, Live the message, humble, every breath that you breathe in. Even if they're needin’ to have their face knee’d in, You can proceed to believe until the greed ends. See trends fall, but not at all with these friends, Found me Downtown Meka 5, around east end, Weak & tired, wanted peace, but felt angry. Feeling uninspired, so bad I wanted to hang me... That’s when I was gathered by Boomsday to train me, Taught me all they know - vice versa - they claimed me. Gotta thank the tungsten, shrooms entertained me… Til it opened me to the perception, it played me. It sounded like: -Zeny D- <Hook> -MD- Hand picked. ‘Cause I’m wick, with a message. Teach it to the people, believe me the freshest, It sounded like: -Zeny D- <Hook> -MD- Hand picked. ‘Cause I’m wick, I’m on fire. Noobinson chose me, so I show my desire… For all those that remain back in orbit, Of what you call your sun, come absorb it. Playin’ to some strange lands, and record it, Forbes list, galactic Black Orb Kid, Morphed, nah, warped the full force, my portion, Comes from my rhyme skill over distortion. Orphan without the rage that it coursed in, My veins - full from when I felt forced in. Source been used, report when the storm's been, Adorned in the foreign rooms I was born in. Sounds of the horns and torn shoes worn in, Before I took steps or put 'em to the floor man, It sounded like: -Zeny D- <Hook> -MD- Hand picked. ‘Cause I’m wick, with a message. Teach it to the people, believe me the freshest, It sounded like: -Zeny D- <Hook> -MD- Hand picked. ‘Cause I’m wick, I’m on fire. Noobinson chose me, so I show my desire… -Zeny D- Zeny D. We took you on as a friend, as an ally. All aboard the ship, bro, mystified, we time-fly, Takin’ missions and positions, starchipeligo placed. Sure enough Double Boom - we'll be winning the race, When we say, say, “What?” And we play, play, “How?” Lesson One, me to you: Shall we live in the now? Motion captured as the captured would state, To the feelings that emotion relates. It sounds like: <Hook> Hand picked. ‘Cause he's wick, MD never replaced. Impressive balance, this is surely the case, It sounds like: <Hook> ‘Perf ‘def all the way, always movement to sway, Solar winds through a spectral display…

<MD> Born to the cosmos, as a guardian. Known for production, perfection and partying, Audience only compared to matchstick, That ain't been struck yet, intergalactic, Classic linkage between many people: Those who would tell Zeny-D that he's evil, Don't know the half of it - I'm a pacifist, Past hatin', I'm a full grown activist, For planets, thrown out and banned in, Every cantina that lets man in. Hang out in citadels abandoned, That he had a hand in, its my understanding, This is the life he chose, flows. Motion picture soundtrack, goes, Where he likes, a pair of mics, Brilliant stage presence and lights. I'm a phenom; Universal Lurker. First time meeting Noobie, the verse heard, Was amazing so he made a merger. Double Boomskees & MD: curse word. That's what it's like. When I put down the hate and picked up the mic. Swift into flight, suit hyper-hype. Pushed into your seat, seat-belt you bite! <Dudley Styker> Yo, chill out, mate. Thinkin' that it's time that the data's placed. Yo, chill out, mate. We all... Take off! Loop in time, we're never late when we congregate. Loop in time, we're never late... Take off! Yo, chill out, mate. Thinkin' that it's time that the data's placed. Yo, chill out, mate. We all... Take off! Loop in time, we're never late when we congregate. We're never late. <MD> When I think about it now... I think about when, I've never backed down, My show's never been the same Since I've hooked my mind to the pen. Now connected again to the one we call friend: The Boomsday Alliance, soon we begin... Assume we pretend can't ruin or offend, Our state of thought is believe from within. But what if anyone at should say? Any negativity or call, "Nay."? Anything that may stray too far? Then we send K-T-R! Stars, they harness light, light can harness dark, Dark can bring you to the depths of your emotion's heart Now, part of me will always love the start, On The Double Boomskees by the maps and charts. You'll find me, still wonder what he's on... Immune to wackness and pure Frigazon. Human I'm gone but my soul still journeys, Represented by the best attorneys: Epstein & Epstein can confirm me, M-D doctor, digital gurneys. It don't concern me if you don't know yet, You CAN and WILL be thrilled come on let's just: <Dudley Styker> Yo, chill out, mate. Thinkin' that it's time that the data's placed. Yo, chill out, mate. We all... Take off! Loop in time, we're never late when we congregate. Loop in time, we're never late... Take off! Yo, chill out mate. Thinkin' that it's time that the data's placed. Yo, chill out, mate. We all... Take off! Loop in time, we're never late when we congregate. We're never late. Chill out, mate. <MD> DJ Dodge & Burn... has got skills... Known to melt wax with two hands... No! With two tentacles, holding hands... No! With two hands, holding tentacles, holding hands. I remember finding him one time, crawling the streets with nothing more than his rhymes on his back... <Citizen #1> He doesn't carry rhymes! <A Scarier MD> Well you see he does! For his rhymes travel upon the table of which he turns. They become his. Just as you become the music when you take it to your kids...