Analog Brothers
Analog Brothers - Analog Brother's Intro songtekst
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[Jumbled talking] Whiteys, Niggaz, Blacks, Crackas Jews, Latinos, Pimps, playas, and hustlers The Analog Brothers [Silver Synth] Wild scannin the technological rhythm laser vibo meter Connected into the time laps per metric spectrometer You witness landscapes of lyrics at a helio-optic compression Rate of written symmetrics for power profits fit shifting And any tririledium composition recorded today Silv Synth the rhythm laser, analog brother We intake on internet systems as if focus right D2 12 equalizer Per 101 frequency To surround sound the performance you click to many express With 16 presets, connect the Mac or PC now plug and play The electronic interface barrier boogie supplier on a 128 channels With reliable software, baby Analog brother, numero uno Silver Synth, y'all, give it up for Silver Synth Now exciting my vortex Mark Moog to your tube [Mark Moog] 7000 horsepower racing machine erasing your dream To be the sickest, MC's you fulla politics with a gimmick Fans, they wanna melate my space lyric, I take your brain to the space limit Wait a second, I'll be done in one New York minute You get the middle digit production small figured out in 3 seconds You never listen MC's be runnin they fuckin mouth I start checkin The truth is, you useless Adolescents tryin to run a dull rap cars They crash and now they shit in my garbage barge Mark Moog outlaw at large, thought you all stay large 5 dollar sacks to keep my head cloudy Meet all mainframes, shut down your aimframe with brain waves CD-Rom strange days make you see me Thats right Mark, yeah Mark Moog Give it up for Mark Moog, y'all, give it up give it up Now exiting the vortex Ice Oscillator, enter your tube [Ice-T] Mister Mister, hellmost, Oscillator Check your data, calculate your loss the crime boss The overlord, documented with more flows and tramp hoes Everyone knows digital blows, watch the flying elbows And he goes the prime analog brother here to trungate As I oscillate subtones rooms vibrate, hoes gyrate Eeries pulsate, analog fate destruct and conduct a new click track Ya hearda that? Bring that beat back, mattera fact delete the whole track Where's my fuckin Roland at? 808 destort the kick Its 6 in the morning, you're on my motherfuckin dick Analog fan the conspiracy, ya hearda me? This machine does not read simpty, that beats feed me Cassette not cd, believe me microphone pultrates, speedy So far ahead we're behind you, analog brothers, we design you Need I remind you, techinal eclipse don't look we will blind you Oh shit that was dope, Oscillator Ice y'all Give it up for Oscillator Ice y'all c'mon now Now exiting his vortex Keith Korg enter your tube And here he is, man where's Keith? [Kool Keith] Keith Korg, mad vocalist, spittin from the key like San Antonio Spurs George Gervin girls start to wet me, how I'm servin Through this comic book skit, pissed on I'm not Jerry Lewis green man, Calvin Murphy, point guard With shooting range like Kelly Tripucka My testicles connected to a bazooka Dangerous criteria, we mess up your whole rectal interior Stack nature digestive system with a Puerto Rican switchblade That penetrate afros and braids, green man, the board is foreman Fuckin call me Norman when I urinate out the window You're shaufferin the doorman My penis gets hard, I ejactulate with the products mastered Tyrants got the seat I can see my soul jerkin off in the swap meet To a soon album and comin 3-D say I'm cooked out With a buncha reals, ampex and the graveyard My dick stay hard, 4000 mega Hallucinatin gorillas froze and serve em, Vega's ultimate warrior Enok Walkin up like the lost in space robot [Rex Roland JX3P] And I'm Rex Roland