Lyrics:
the mind
Never chasing time
Light reflecting off the label
The whole unit will shine
Electronic
Overdrive
Move your body
And your mind
Electronic
Overdrive
Teleprinter
Teleprinter
By pressing the type keys of the hand perforator, the moving paper tape is perforated according to a five-unit alphabet by
the heart about this music biz
Don't abuse it kids, it's just entertainment
Movin' units is essential, treat it like a job
Clockout at the end of the day
Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals)
Ed Mann (vibes, marimba, electronic percussion)
Walt Fowler (trumpet, flugel horn, synthesizer)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
gotta do this
Whatever the weather I get through this
Long as I keep making the hits
My distributors gotta move those units
So I never gave up hoping,
the street gangs is big money
Petty cash to the major
Distributor, empires are built,
Lives killed, for a hundred keys a week,
Ask Mr. Rick Ross
Uzis is
and fifty-two electronic milligrams
We'll sell it like a coke candy organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high-powered shit
These are
hearts are broken they need use of
My central processing unit
To give them all their advice
I mean I guess I'll try
My friends think I'm a robot
Worried
Reboot my drivers, I must be on the fritz
Nothing on the visor denotes something like this
My electronic ticker is ticking too fast
Print out all
The illusory silence
Of motors humming
Electronics buzzing
A wash of white noise
The stand-by tension
Ratchets up with each second's tick
Muscles
Took the crown
African rebel units sniffing on brown brown
Crazy with the flow new psycho ward in town
Married to the hustle but she couldn't fit
Read the comics
Laugh and frolic
Reaganomics
Electronics
Shoot like John Wick
Can you top it
So neurotic
But exotic
In the tropics
Flip flop on it
Nice
progression
I aint just a trapper
Getting bread is my profession
But I'm also a rapper
Call up Unit for a session
Round here we don't blabber
Keep it all
yo mind and ya knowledge break thru
If you ask me to think about
The electronic music industry
As a whole and as a unit
It's hard to get far without
you a quote
Marine stereos, and put cams on your boat
Fleet electronics, got heated seats spiking
You can see it all with our specialty lighting
GPS
Took the crown
African rebel units sniffing on brown brown
Crazy with the flow new psycho ward in town
Married to the hustle but she couldn’t fit
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