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The .30-30 Winchester/.30 Winchester Center Fire/7.62×51mmR cartridge was first marketed in early 1895 for the Winchester Model 1894 lever-action rifle. The .30-30 (thirty-thirty), as it is most commonly known, was the USA's first small-bore, sporting rifle cartridge designed for smokeless powder. The .30-30 is one of the most common deer cartridges in North America. Popular in Mexico and Latin America, it is known there as the treinta-treinta (Spanish for "30-30").
Although the original name used by Winchester on their firearms and ammunition was .30 WCF, the designation .30-30 was used by both Marlin and Union Metallic Cartridge Co., who did not want to put the name of rival Winchester on their products. The added -30 stands for the standard load of 30 grains (1.9 g) of early smokeless powder, which was on par with current IMR/DuPont's 4064. Over time Marlin's variation on the name stuck, though ".30 WCF" is also used.
The .30-30 is considered to be the "entry-class" for modern deer cartridges. While it will take deer-sized and black bear-sized game, it is limited in effective range to approximately 200 yards (183 m) for that purpose. It is common to define the characteristics of similar cartridges as being in ".30-30 class" when describing their effectiveness. The .30-30 is typically loaded with bullets weighing between 150 and 170 grains (9.7–11.0 g), but lighter loads are possible. Bullets of up to 180 grains (11.7 g) can be used but the overall length restrictions of the lever action rifles used for this round limit their usefulness.
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero
Hero, not no small feat, it's all heat in this day and age
I rage your grave, anything it takes to save the day
Neuromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic
Use my rapping so you all could see the hazards
Plus entertainment where many are brainless
We cultivated the lost art of study and I brought a buddy
Automator harder slayer fascinating combinations
Cyber warlords are activating abominations
Arm a nation with hatred we ain't with that
We high-tech archaeologists searching for knickknacks
Composing musical stimpacks that impacts the song
Crack the motor what you think you rapping for?
I used to be a mech soldier but I didn't respect orders
I had to step forward, tell them this ain't for us
Living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid
The secrets of the past they hoarded
Now we just boarded on a futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes black it's our music we must take back
Yo, it's 3030
I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Del, I'm feeling like a ghost in a shell
I wrote this in jail playing host to a cell
For the pure verbal, they said my sentence was equivalent to murder
Kust another hurdle, I bounced through a portal
I knew they had the mind state of mere mortals
My ears morphed to receptors to catch ya
Every word about gravity control
And the families they hold for handsome ransoms
On the run with a handgun, blast bioforms, I am warned
That a planet-wise manhunt with cannons
Will make me, abandon, my foolish plan of uprising
Fuck dying, I hijack a mech
Controlling with my magical chance so battle advance
Through centuries of hip-hop legacy, mega speed
Hyper warp to Automator's crib and light the torch
They can't fight the force
Victory is ours once we strike the source
Enterprising wise men look to the horizon
Thinking more capitalism is the wisdom
And imprison, all citizens empowered with rhythm
We keep the funk alive by talking with idioms
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Isn't eternal evil concerned with thievery
Medieval prehistoric rhetoric well we ahead of that
Lay it down with sound waves that pound pavement
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Is in tune with my heart for this art
Not artificial 'cause that makes it hard to miss you
Copycats finish last in the human race
Staying glued to safes too prude to take a buddah break
We got espers that let us bless with fresh shit
Undetected by yes men questing for five fleeting nanoseconds of fame
Protecting the brain from conspiracies against my cosmos
While I float to Neo-Tokyo with Opio
Or discuss combustible rust clusters with Plus
Evade cyber police in a computer crib confuse the kids
But I can make a kicking rhymes thats sacred
Telepathic mind that takes its greatness from the Matrix
Esper rhyme professor rushes in ultra pressures
With correction measures
Why half the world's a desert
Cannibals eat human brains for dessert
Buried under deap dirt, mobility innert
I insert these codes for the cataclysm
Ever since I had the vision use my magnetism
In this modern metropolis they tries to lock us up
Under preposterous laws thats not for us
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet
Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it's 3030, I want y'all to meet