Lyrics:
license registration? Please pull out your key
Who's up for a test drive? Who's up for a test drive?
You up for a test drive? You up for a test drive
of da way
With her integrated platforms
She's a hot data base
Mainframe from heaven
You crave to get in
Writes code on your flash drive
In original sin
jammers the еntire system
Is integrated in a small pod
Which can be quickly installed
On various aerial platforms
The KA system suppresses the
Enemy's air
love, in pain
Some are integrated
Driving me insane
They're gonna drive me right out of my head
Scheming
There's people cheating
Pressure from all
of comparison
Integrated loneliness
Via bright light opiates
Sound on sound
On sound
An age of atonal anthems
Entitlement takes place as god
Become the Drone
It flies
The you-fly gets in your ear
The you-fly gets to your brain
The you-fly sticks on your nerves
Grips on your blood pressure
Drives you
Robots on the dance floor
Moving to the sound
Manipulated flesh
Blending with the crowd
Integrated circuitry
Most humans unaware
Deception
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, electronic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's
blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, electronic
Half psychotic, sick,
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, electronic
Half psychotic, sick,
Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals)
Ed Mann (vibes, marimba, electronic percussion)
Walt Fowler (trumpet, flugel horn, synthesizer)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
the hoopty)
Doin' drive by's, life a movie (A movie)
My directors pull up shootin' (Shootin')
Can't get played like a foolie
(Like a foolie)
12 at my mama house
thin
That's a club I don't wanna be in
My DNA get done integrated
My God it's innovative
That's a million miles away from administrative
I fuckin' hate
go!
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick,
of fact your lips ain't thin
That's a club I don't wanna be in
My DNA get done integrated
My God it's innovative
That's a million miles away from
Easy does it, easy does it now
Percolator, elevator, wake me up and take me down
Smooth beats and heated seats as I drive up into town
Easy does it,
To Drive-Thru's imprint
Rushmore
And I'd go to the shows
And I'd study
Richie's drumming
And he was so dope
And I'd watch their
Making of the album
Videos
When
YOU!!!
Drive The Mack Cadillac
Dark shade the window all sunny and black
Pitch antenna back of the car
Inside is a TV, even a bar
Bulletproof down,
dance
Wooo!
Let's go!
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic, got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic, got my blueprint, electronic
Half
seems to be the loudest
Attention kept left to the electronics and kept bound to the mattress
All these thoughts scream among me, I do my best not
go!
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick,
go!
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick,
psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint, it's symphonic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic
Got my
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