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and Elec¬tronics in Agriculture. 2002. Volume 37.
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Electronic digital bass
Surrounded by
Electronic digital bass
Electronic digital bass
Electronic
Surrounded By
Digital bass
Turn up the volume
Yes I am.
I'm your man,
Yes I am.
I send you e mails,
With nasty details,
I want to tell ya that I care.
You think I'm gentle,
So sentimental,
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
rewrite the sound
We won't let their doubts weigh us down (ooh-yeah)
So turn up the volume, let the bassline roar (roar)
Don't listen to the naysayers,
With full volume at place
Lost in harmonic space
You move your body in rhythmic grace
Lyrics synched with your lips
Colored visions eclipsed
You're
I’m supersonic
When I move to the beat
I’m gettin’ on it
Burning up with the heat
So electronic
Music is the release
And we’ll dance to the morning
I’m supersonic
When I move to the beat
I’m gettin’ on it
Burning up with the heat
So electronic
Music is the release
And we’ll dance to the morning
comma
Get it check or electronic
Period, I got it promised
Get a check every single time I check my e-mails
Only thing they mention's my attention
Idolize, criticize
Demoralize, sympathize, talk sweet and tellin lies
Economics, electronics
Atonic, supersonic
Saving whales, crowed jails
America
Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire
Fireball
Bullet shock
Bayonet
Electricity
Shrapnel
Throbbing meat
Electronic data processing
do we do it?
Volume, volume, turn up the volume
Now you've heard it advertised, don't hesitate
Don't be caught with your drawers down
Don't be
do we do it?
Volume, volume, turn up the volume
Now you've heard it advertised, don't hesitate
Don't be caught with your drawers down
Don't be
Ripped open by metal explosion
Caught in barbed wire
Fireball
Bullet shock
Bayonet
Electricity
Shrapnel
Throbbing meat
Electronic
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(They like the new Kuzi turn the volume to the max yea yea)
Cut the shit yea yea
Fuck the snitch uh
Brain good yea that's some scholar shit yea
Kuzi
This is a story a very sad tale
Of intrigue and romance and electronic mail
A dangerous form of information, and the perils of instant
you up
And my nigga brought the loud
Like turn the volume up
And if you act right then imma
Make you one of my valuables
And if you act right, lil
and rep for my team
To keep us on the map, so he can get that green
I work the triple beam, electronic scale
Even a baby bottle, whatever get that mail
West up nigga
Turn the volume up and bang it out the trunk now
Say who got a problem with the volume?
If you tryna sleep, go get a valium
We night
West up nigga
Turn the volume up and bang it out the trunk now
Say who got a problem with the volume?
If you tryna sleep, go get a valium
We night
enterprise
Idolize, criticize
Demoralize, sympathize, talk sweet and tellin' lies
Economics, electronics
Atomic, supersonic
Saving whales, crowded jails
electronics
Do not look out any windows
Enclose yourself in a room
Do not respond to anyone, or anything outside
Regardless of how human they may sound
Do not
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
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