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No. 5ive Longplayer (Letter E) · 5ive/Invincible/Kingsize (5ive) · 5ive: The Album [Australia Bonus Tracks] (Five) · 5ive: The Album [Bonus Disc] (Five) · Synapse (Phunk Investigation) · Synapse Collapse (Richard Gilewitz) · Between the Heart & the Synapse (The Receiving End of Sirens) · Between the Heart & the Synapse (The Receiving End of Sirens) · Between the Heart & the Synapse (The Receiving End of Sirens)
April night-time And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of man Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses To disarms the stars
Staring on into night Complete synapse I switched on something I did not see May I leave? I believe I might This sweet collapse Baby, I cannot
Designate my will Designate my will Resignate My will is crashing, synapses flashing slow Days like frame by frame, where do they go' Yeah, why fight'
away in vain Designate my will Designate my will Resignate My will is crashing, synapses flashing slow Days like frame by frame, where do
random synapse in your brain housing group! (?) Is that clear? Sir, yes, Sir! If I give the word, you will move! If I do not give the word, you
innocent Now conspiracy You wouldn't listen for your own sake You went along by all the hearsay You wouldn't listen for your own sake You wanted it
mindnumbing relief Pablum for masses in a cathode ray bile Neon holographic wonderland lies Reflected in millions of unsuspecting eyes Synapse overload
The optical nerve screened off since birth, Alone where the proximity of darkness reposed By undiscovered mysteries, as concealed in dirt
who's that you move for. We're all puppets; We're all marionettes. These body parts are parts of plans, Passed by my hands. My hands shake through
Some things just do not exist And some days I'll be the evoked of The hope for a landing, for safety But the synapse fires, exploding And this is
I am in the air now I am in your lungs I am written I am spoken by a million flaming tongues I'm the lens through which you see I'm
On an African Plain by a thorn tree My old friend Philippe is waiting for me Que cera, cera What ever will be will be When a friend dies and the tears rise
I call action to the scene Only a small fraction will make it to the screen This is but a contorted synapse of your perception this is exactly where
The ghost in my throat, tones and inflections make connections Between resistant synapses Your willpower snapses, we transmit like faxes We vanquish
of light that's letting go of an empty bullet case By the time it hits the ground he's out of reach (Let go, let go) Out reach (Let go, let go) Out
cost? Your cause has got no champion How could you hope to win? By just complaining Now it's raining on you parade Decisions made could cost you
children submit to lysergic attack Hiding in tantric mesmerized trances As the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances Synapses snap as his madness
Science for the marvelous and the charlatan Raps will make your parallax My domain has power to block synapses I daze War shots fight of by the army type
The synapse to climb a syntax error/era, define clever We find Trademarc's photo ID below the letters Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank Your eyes
a darkroom, in every monastery where I spark boom A cartoon style smile smirk, how's my emotionless killer clown Synapse behaps relax the bastard black
Raw backwards on all you rappers What’s happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip I'm mashing across the masses My movement massive I'm