Lyrics:
with the hands
(John) By the best bass players in the land
(Alvin) When the bass starts thumpin' sho 'nuff hits the spot
(Rhonda) And I hope it never
[Pre-Hook: Sarah Barthel]
I got my drum machine
I got my drum machine
I got my drum machine
I got my drum machine
[Bassline: Skrillex]
[Verse 1:
deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams
As coarse as it seems
Aiyyo, Work
lose it
I made this record for you to jam, so use it
Kill the treble, pump the bass and then
Send the suckers on the block into a tailspin
Roll by
Trapped in a Bass Jam Time Machine
Trapped in a Bass Jam Time machine
B- K buttons rocking orange and green
Trapped in a Bass Jam time machine
lose it
I made this record for you to jam, so use it
Kill the treble, pump the bass and then
Send the suckers on the block into a tailspin
Roll by
Yeah, bling bling, money machine
50's under my pillow to have these dreams
Do it ditty
(?)
Like sex dice
Pretty price
Living (?)
(?)
Gangs
the fam
Come with a plan
Or get overran
By this caravan
This ain’t basic shit
For any basic bitch
Get barred up
On this Bass that hits
From them basement
Dipping through the city had to drop my top
Got the highs on scream and the bass gone knock
If you see me in the streets probably ain't gone stop
But
the Broshigeez
And get blessed by the Beat Pharmacy
'Cause they hittin' you with
Jumping music, swift DJ's
Smoke machines and laser rays
Look out weekend cause,
Slamming bass got that 808
Deliver my supply then lay low wait
Reefer by the pound an it all taste great
Smoke game crazy ain't no debate
This the golden age
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
the voice behind my bars then i gotta be in jail
I be beatin up her walls and im feelin all the details
Niggas love it when you fail hate to see me excel
Bass
the voice behind my bars then i gotta be in jail
I be beatin up her walls and im feelin all the details
Niggas love it when you fail hate to see me excel
Bass
fill a crowded space
All my diamonds dancing
From strobes and laser beams Flashing on my face
I’m blinded by the light machines I’m blinded by the light
devilish eyes
Took me by the hand to my surprise
See the back seat woman looking real mean
Didn't know she was a death machine
Believe it or not it all
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
uh...
(The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. Seymore the Wolf....
The kettle drum and bass drum represent the sub-machine-gun fire
stompin, pretty boy chords on key
Little bass a thumpin, we be jammin down by the sea
Let the music just be free, this bumpy oak guarantee
Let the music
your drum machine away and start beating on your desk. Dont ask why you should be solving for x. Confused? Allow me put the culture all in context. Hip
Lightning strikes my lips
My tongue waves like a flag
Pink and purple run away from yellow vision
Body turns to stone
Mind into machine
Everybody
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