Analog Brothers - Analog Brothers Intro Lyrics
[Jumbled talking]Whiteys, Niggaz, Blacks, CrackasJews, Latinos, Pimps, playas, and hustlersThe Analog Brothers[Silver Synth]Wild scannin the technological rhythm laser vibo meterConnected into the time laps per metric spectrometerYou witness landscapes of lyrics at a helio-optic compressionRate of written symmetrics for power profits fit shiftingAnd any tririledium composition recorded todaySilv Synth the rhythm laser, analog brotherWe intake on internet systems as if focus right D2 12 equalizerPer 101 frequencyTo surround sound the performance you click to many expressWith 16 presets, connect the Mac or PC now plug and playThe electronic interface barrier boogie supplier on a 128 channelsWith reliable software, babyAnalog brother, numero unoSilver Synth, y'all, give it up for Silver SynthNow exciting my vortexMark Moog to your tube[Mark Moog]7000 horsepower racing machine erasing your dreamTo be the sickest, MC's you fulla politics with a gimmickFans, they wanna melate my space lyric, I take your brain to the space limitWait a second, I'll be done in one New York minuteYou get the middle digit production small figured out in 3 secondsYou never listen MC's be runnin they *****in mouth I start checkinThe truth is, you uselessAdolescents tryin to run a dull rap carsThey crash and now they shit in my garbage bargeMark Moog outlaw at large, thought you all stay large5 dollar sacks to keep my head cloudyMeet all mainframes, shut down your aimframe with brain wavesCD-Rom strange days make you see meThats right Mark, yeah Mark MoogGive it up for Mark Moog, y'all, give it up give it upNow exiting the vortexIce Oscillator, enter your tube[Ice-T]Mister Mister, hellmost, OscillatorCheck your data, calculate your loss the crime bossThe overlord, documented with more flows and tramp hoesEveryone knows digital blows, watch the flying elbowsAnd he goes the prime analog brother here to trungateAs I oscillate subtones rooms vibrate, hoes gyrateEeries pulsate, analog fate destruct and conduct a new click trackYa hearda that? Bring that beat back, mattera fact delete the whole trackWhere's my *****in Roland at? 808 destort the kickIts 6 in the morning, you're on my mother*****in dickAnalog fan the conspiracy, ya hearda me?This machine does not read simpty, that beats feed meCassette not cd, believe me microphone pultrates, speedySo far ahead we're behind you, analog brothers, we design youNeed I remind you, techinal eclipse don't look we will blind youOh shit that was dope, Oscillator Ice y'allGive it up for Oscillator Ice y'all c'mon nowNow exiting his vortexKeith Korg enter your tubeAnd here he is, man where's Keith?[Kool Keith]Keith Korg, mad vocalist, spittin from the key like San Antonio SpursGeorge Gervin girls start to wet me, how I'm servinThrough this comic book skit, pissed onI'm not Jerry Lewis green man, Calvin Murphy, point guardWith shooting range like Kelly TripuckaMy testicles connected to a bazookaDangerous criteria, we mess up your whole rectal interiorStack nature digestive system with a Puerto Rican switchbladeThat penetrate afros and braids, green man, the board is foreman*****in call me Norman when I urinate out the windowYou're shaufferin the doormanMy penis gets hard, I ejactulate with the products masteredTyrants got the seat I can see my soul jerkin off in the swap meetTo a soon album and comin 3-D say I'm cooked outWith a buncha reals, ampex and the graveyardMy dick stay hard, 4000 megaHallucinatin gorillas froze and serve em, Vega's ultimate warrior EnokWalkin up like the lost in space robot[Rex Roland JX3P]And I'm Rex Roland
