Текст песни Analog Brothers - 2005, слова песни Analog Brothers

Текст песни Analog Brothers - 2005

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[Mark Moog]2005, ready to goMark Moog, Keith Korg, Silver SynthAnalog explosion move rattle brains in midrangeAll dirt production, global disasters felt universal2005 no rehearsal, low frequencies hurt youLevels beyond normal new star cruisersVeteran battleships, Mark Moog battle sickHandle your trinity fine to infinity we at it againChoke you out, battle againMothra, rocket launcher entourageFigure out the level we onThey`ve lost in an overspace crossI split your face, ghetto funkFinger trouble funk, rollin XJ3P underground evil funkGet ready, genocidal airwavesTerrified from the airplay, one twoAnalog[Chorus: Odd Oberheim]2005, level no drive, comin to raiseStep in the new days of death wavesComin to raise 2005, level of liveComin to raise step in the new ways of death raysComin in waves[Keith Korg]Keith Korg, vocal booth kingpinWipe your lyrics off on a napkinWith an action packed thrust, turbo boost get looseFace crews like a bull fighterMakin a freebase smoker put out his cigarette lighterGreen man, see me pushin a black CadillacWith Darth Vader and R2-D2 drivin a Fleetwood BroughamThrough a Wendy`s drivethrough, orderin spicy chickenWith Christmas bags with easy pickings, with Captain Kirk shirtsWatchin MC`s move like robots with platinum jewels onand tight mini-skirts, Xerox copy duplicate man XLet`s dead man flex, open distance disconnectAnswering machines, operation evacuation stayin with a green meCoat with a fedora gray Kangol, sippin out a can {?}With Magilla Gorilla, drivin a red Jeep DurangoSound system plush, with Space Ghost in the back lightin my jointAngel dust, bumpin Cold Crush and Linda Ronstadtwatchin the cat breakdance on the doormatDoberman Pinschers do the electric boogie at the bus stopSellin these kegs `til the one stopsBark of your mouth from the Vicks cough dropsMagnum plus, bust bust bust, bust bust[Chorus: Odd Oberheim]Two thousand and five the level of live is raisedStep in the new ways of death rays, comin to blazeTwo thousand and five the level of live is raisedStep in the new ways of death rays, comin in waves[Silver Synth]By hypothesis official oral homicide I`m rockin thisSurgically infectious type unconsciousness, I drop a logic bombHideous to the intellect-lessEviscerating precision encisions as a forensicEviscerating abstractness by circumstance, my megahurt verse advanceRazor knife sharp through your orificeLike pseudonyms exploit, I dispose in violationThen cloak and dagger, to the ceiling in your fantasyChoked off the verbal dispatch, inhale the herbal through the face platePlus the larynx hatch, extensiveEffective, eviscerating, virtual potential to the uppermost we coastBrightly, with industry autopsies that slightly splinterMethodically slash, achilles tendon we bash bass platoonsAnd butched buffoons, then photograph a dozen whispersParticular plasma, gettin soaked, we structure the obscure circumstancesat a slope then vehicle the progress, andscorch the bureaucratics while we torch interpalms on microphonesWe the studio {?} utility species discoputer Sil Synth[Odd Oberheim]Two thousand and five, comin in live, level is raisedTo fit the new ways of death rays, comin to raiseTwo thousand and five the level of live has been raisedStep in the new ways of death rays, comin in wavesI grab any lightning rod and transport to rock oddThe year VMX double-oh-thousand hot rodClog up your intestines with the flower snakesAnd grab your {?}, the girls are ready to quakeShe says you`re weirder than a Doctor Who marathonI tell her to hush, the year`s 2005 and beyondGolden dia-monds, flyin high like IcarusWith wings that get so high you just might miss thisCan you understand the level of comprehensionI`m talkin whips made out of titanium2005 the level of live, no sound tonesDestroyin death moons, walkin over the Gods of hip-hop`s largeI`m feelin blessed with the witness to original AmarettosSippin on top of high levelsIt`s 2005, the level of live has been raisedTo fit the new waves of death raysComin in waves, it`s 2005, the level of live is raisedTo fit the new ways of death rays comin in wavesTwo thousand and FIVETWO, THOUSAND, AND, FIVE!!Two thousand and FIVE..Two thousand and FIIIIIIIIIIVE......

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