Alba s touto skladbou:
The Fat Of The Land,
Vocals by Kool Keith)
Yo, I used to check out lyrics upon the format
Build with skill with technique – computer A-DAT
My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm
I get hyped, think, thought flow
Acrobat, sync the track, pump the track
Dance missions, clubs (close?) like spores react by (past?)
Strong visions, and hurrying more
Reflects on the dancefloor
Flow it up (blowing up?) and having mad people showing up
Packing crowds, jam packed venues
Needles collapse, while atmospheres continues
Sprinkle that, winnin’ like that, movin’ like that, hittin’ like that
The melody is fat (phat?)
Yeah, I’m on the energy source
The cosmic boss with Prodigy
Different astrology, my intellect’s the power (devour?)
With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
We spin back rewind – Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantasically
It has to be, automatically
Check it out – you better work it out
Change to another route
My techniques, strategies, abilities
I leave cords of mikes hanging like spring leads
You would try so fast (do a track?), beyond the human eye
Lyrical tactics, vocal gymnastics
E’s and pepped up, you get scrapped up
Smacked up, backed up, your crew’s all cracked up
Checking flow, pick choose, quick, you can’t stick
My medical brain’s a stranger’s angles (My medical ? metaphor range is as strange as angles?)
You get tangled, twisting side effects us (twist inside affections?)
Channels repeat, complete, can’t compete
Check that our texture, mind adventure
Exploit the point, it attracts to devour
My intellects proceed – with diesel power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
Back attack – and whack patch
You’re faxing me – you don’t want none
High quality acts should be still standing
Damaging your other manic
Quick reverse – potent as the first verse
My amplifier blows on your world’s higher
World’s sire, cuts like a barbed wire
Record player, I pull up on you every day
Fast forward, I move and I swings toward
Exit load, put your brain in right mode
Selected mix, the man will perfect the fix (the man with perfected fix?) has lightly bite me
Copy zimmers (Xerox?), cops’ handblocks
You can’t knock some out there
I’ll be (upbeat?) lifting, shifting, persisting, intelligent kingpin
Keepin’ astrology
As I roll with Prodigy
With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
Model 706-8073-421, Robot Sonic
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
