Search results for 'Laboratory for Electronics and Photonics in Organics'

Melancholy Mechanics

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Music from the Motion Picture Twister: The Dark Side of Nature

1996

electronics targeting microscopic destinations of devastation

Cleaner than light
Meaner than a laser fight in the night 2000
Billions of micro maniacs

cll IMcGO presents his first album for the Spanish electronic music label ""SPEcK MUSIC"", this great Galician artist with a brilliant and long

cll IMcGO presents his first album for the Spanish electronic music label ""SPEcK MUSIC"", this great Galician artist with a brilliant and long

for eternal rest
Grant them their salvation
Piles of organs squirming
Bodies reconstructed
Molded into
Weaponry organic
In his image of their divinity

Glocko Pop

RZA

RZA As Bobby Digital: Digital Bullet

2001

Less than zero, Shaolin laboratory friend
That's the shit though, came to satisfy but can't get no
Sound pasified from the get-go, Cuban neckties for

Glocko Pop

RZA

Digital Bullet [Bonus Tracks]

2001

or do somethin'

Mr. Method runnin' in your session
With nothin' but my words as my weapon
And twenty-eight years of aggression
Do it for my people when I

keeps a cardboard box for when it's raining
Sentia càntics i m'hi fonia
Després em cridaven per megafonia
Havia de tornar a la realitat
Aquesta bloody

now the present-day electronic brains are complete morons
but this will not be true in another generation

They will start to think and eventually they

as organic as Monsanto"
I'm going at your beanstalk, ax in hand
Over a beat by Aes Rock, that's my man
People sleeping still believing that
We haven't expanded

Can't you tell my shit's fresh
From the bottom
Can't you tell it's organic
As it blossoms
Can't you tell I know the Game
Pretty well
I'm bad for your

Soopa Doopa

Esham

Repentance

2003

I'm used to driving Benzes and Porches and Corvettes 
You might see me in LA on Sunset 
Or in Nevada, betting, three-digit degrees, not sweatin

The nature of modern culture
Is to play upon the condition
Of our biological weakness
The struggle has now been established
Between the organic body

I am suspicious did it opened
Attached electronics magnets fuck get software as hardware
If mayday bill nothing on mind sorts out thing fine whistl'

made me up in his laboratory
Spliced it's own genes with fly frog genes
Original clone number one with
Webbed hands and webbed feet
Sticky souls

bush taste the same
So call her Og
Prefer my shit organic
Not from laboratory
Cure it slowly
If you know me then
You thought you knew me
But I guess you

span for miles while standing on Martian rocks
Listen to the deafness surrounded by the calls
Yet it was lonely (lonely), indefinitely
In a land built

(Verse1)
You ain't ready for what's about to happen,
when I grip microphones' start rappin',
never seen a wolf hunt in action while pursuing passion,

How do u define consciousness 
It's less a question more a rhetorical thought
In corridors after closing laboratory doors
Time to open closed minds