Lyrics:
PRELUDE
Desperate nerds in high offices all over the world have been known to
enact the most disgusting pieces of legislation in order to win
Toward the digital down
Dawned at the age of the innocent ones
The indigo children
Analog type piece sky wide
Sync to the ticker inside
Move
that's work related
Its central America on a classified location
Before border control before a illegal immigration
Inside a lab where chemicals are
Desperate nerds in high offices all over
The world have been known
To enact the most disgusting pieces of
Legislation in order to win
Votes (or, in
Desperate nerds in high offices all over
The world have been known to
Enact the most disgusting
Pieces of legislation in order to win votes
(or, in
or lock us
Poison our food, wonder why we're so nauseous
While they kick their feet up at the central office
Fighting for our lives got us all exhausted
The AA central office
Calls me now and then
When someone calls them
Who lives in my neighbourhood
And they want help
With their drinking
With their
Na that mendem for Mfoundi
Na that mendem for central (Na that mendem)
Na that mendem for Kondengui
Na that mendem for New bell (Na that mendem)
Na
Yeah ahh here we go come on
Grand Central, Grand Central
"You ready?"
Grand Central come on ahh, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm like a lightning
We are forgetting what it means to be a human
Cyber analog automated binary system
Versus vision union and conscious revolution
We are putting computer
Central
Me chase gyal? (Oooo)
I ain't no Simp, (Oooo)
Dat shit deh un coool
Word to my nepheeeew
Wray & nepheeeewew
Wray & vibes, DT
That's demon time
what happened in the street
A villain on the vinyl an analog outlaw
A lot of gats on your DAT taped southpaw
You thuggin when the mics plugged in
Barkin
nervous at my central for you
There's nothing in my system
So I'm feeling what I feel for you
There's nothing left to miss
Except the shots I take and
Phone
I left your heart out to dry on a clothin' line stretched over central time
You roamed far from home trustin' my wanderin' eyes
Thought if you were
from Long Beach to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Shit)
You and what army could
from Long Beach to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (shit)
You and what army could
create crews one thousand, two thousand
Fuck it, bring the whole central housing
Take a trip to free
Brothers from penitentiares
Judges steady handing out
you wear a vest
Even after you're out the fuckin office
Cause we're on a totally different tip
Fuck that pig brutality shit
This unity is gettin to me
would find out and forward them.
There's no proof or trace or date or place or where or when.
Central Information's got no news today (today).
Is
Women are material
Cry at your funeral
Somebody killed Hip Hop
Get some new material
Greatest in the lime light
I get the fans hype
Box office sales
Nikdy nemeškám hodiny analog
Som spicy tak ako Buffalo Wings
Pozná ma minútu a už chce ring
Správna voľba je vytiahnuť dick
Idem do štúdia zapínam mic
Ja
And My soul analog wrist digital
And the moonlight lit so I'm whippin' slow
I glow, Eyes Low like I'm Ichiro
Ayyeee
King of the southside
Slauson I ride
as I chose to quit that track team
I was running shit
She ain't want me back then but why that matter
If I'm hitting now
Analog horror robberies bitch we
From Central to Westland Avenue, without my glock
But some niggaz can't survive on both sides
So they try and break off, eliminate ties
Fools got
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