As I sit here and dabble with the feelings of my heart,
The melodic melody streams into my ears and creates a piece of heaven...
And with that heaven it forms into a demo of you...
So, so on and so forth...This beat continues...
Unless I express the sorrowful feelings,
I'm feeling now...
For you in the form of the 808 sound.

For you in the form of the 808 sound
made from scratch
squealching! all around
Acid House Era'
visuals abound
literal feedback turn around
now for the bass kick

travelling loud
equipment ready
holdin' steady
rockin' it ready
colours eXplode!
on the meadly

On the melody...
It's just as ripe and evil as an felony,
But I won't end up selling me,
I'm going to keep it real and funky fresh,
If you got a problem with that,
Move over just like the rest...
I'm just going to get it off my chest,
I use to love you...
But now I don't,
Because in the end...
My record sells!

My record sells
moving up the charts
cutting full grade
into finite parts
front 'n' back
mixmaster attack
loose ends
all tyed back
peak performance
perfrom this
hand in the grail
here comes the hail!

Here comes the hail!
Here comes the money,
Here comes the popo trying to take my money honey!
So move those digits to the bank,
And soon we'll find ourselves ranked...
Ranked among the best!!!
We'll be on top and they'll be less.

We'll be on top and they'll be less!
makin' beats with fascination and sense
workin' the lyric no less
as more is more on the floor
takin' the street through the door
visa versa an' so much more
lyrical bass jumpin'
effigies cruzin' the kore
patch work the feedback
rewind the HendriX attack
take the jump
and spin it back

And spin it back...
Just like crack!
Eminem is cracking back...
Or should I say Lil' Mama,
Since I'm more like her...
Ooh! Ooh! Evacuate the dance floor...
Because I'm being affected by the sound,
As the sky is falling down.

As the sky is falling down.
letters, words and choons line the ground
for us to capture
in this rapture
just ask Blondie
for the stature
fueling the fire
speaking over dinosaurs in the mire
the feedback is what we require
cyberpunk wires do aquire
lightening
speaker
soundscape vista sting!
Fury on pace
sudden ripped storm cloud case
the casement
the figurement
all requirements

Bouncing all the ligaments!

Bouncing all the ligaments!
Is what we do,
And if you have a problem with it...
Get lost and get a clue!
Unless you want to get chewed,
I'll mack you down like gum and spit you out...
And rampage your soul,
And steal your energy...
No bliss for you,
And if you're worrying then try to sue,
Because it's funny when karma does,
And that is laying you to rest.

And that is laying you to rest
you couldn't stand the test
chewing gum
while i'm spittin' at my best
data funk overdrive
layland above the rest
right on que
while your about to sue
i'm the one who'll ruin you!

I'm the one who'll ruin you!
I'll leave you in shambles...
And dabble into your insecurities,
And make you feel like shit!
Which in the end means I win,
So victory is mine...
While you're asking for a S.O.S.,
But if that is your best,
Then I'm just going to say this war is done...
So give up now because I won.

So give up now because I won,
the 808 son'eeeK attack has just begu/\\/,
i'm not asking for a release
the traX of mine spin
as well honed as grease
S.O.S., What a toy quest
when
your runnin' against the best
inter~lined prospect defined
natural element
that would be four
always and intertwined
sudden movement
and you've declined!

And you've declined!
And you've been so,
But no matter the heat...
You shouldn't be so cold,
Icy to the touch,
And bossy in the heart,
You make me the first girl to scream on a track,
And that's right...
I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm!
But that shouldn't make you jello,
You should be happy for me...
Instead of greed,
Then you'd learn to keep your hand out of the cookie jar.

Then you'd learn to keep your hand out of the cookie jar,
yeah cos now it's gone too far
ice cap meltin' as you are
legit rap is what i'm about
you've neva' even seen a waterspout
environmental words with a clout
uncapped pieces
my colourful new releases
screaming through the trees like
George of the Jungle with keys
please don't give me jello
i don't care for what some freak
got tattooed in the qik in the mire
that's where the dinosaurs retire
an' i bring the dragon breathin' fire
that's the style in maxed out attire

That's the style in maxed out attire,
Looking funky fresh and not like a bystander!
And I make your heart render...
Render all of it's deepest, darkest secrets...
But heed this warning,
If you keep slipping up into my bad list,
Your list will be said,
And everyone will know...
All of the things you didn't want anyone to know.

All of the things you didn't want anyone to know,
i'll slip an' slide
with a glow
i've got nothing to hide
i'll pick you up and take you for a ride
systematic petulant pride
fixtures fried
microphones lyrically wired
for the hard knocks
blowin' off your socks
messages sent an kept deeper than fort knox
take this an' pour it on the rocks

Take this an' pour it on the rocks!
You'll have to blame it on the a-a-alcohol,
But don't say it's Jamie Foxx,
Because it's all you!
And you're in control,
So stop blaming others...
And stop hiding behind your p-p-pokerface!
Because I'm bluffin' with my muffin...
And I'll shoot you with my love glue gunnin'.

And I'll shoot you with my glue gunnin'
well done what a treat
pull the slide hammer
i'll pick you up on a stammer
make the words fast!
like "Bomb The Bass" an' he's Mega Blast!
a solid prequil that's gonna' last
no bluffin' here swanging bout' the mast
to the top
climbin' higher it ain't gonna' stop...
i hear yah' old school Salt and Pepper,and
Roxanne Shante on top,
flippin' 80's bodyrock

Flippin' 80's bodyrock...
My heart is like a 808 drum...
Your love is my drug!
If you can't keep it quiet,
Zip your mouth like a padlock!
And keep it on the hush,
Keep it on the rock...
Because next thing you know --
We're sinking like Titanic.

We're sinking like the Titanic
you say
Coolin' In Cali like the 7A3
is what i say
no stopping just because Decaprio
put his head in a fish tank
i take the money to the bank

jingle the iceburgs
maxin' out with these pulsating words
lounging back watching the water birds

it's the tropical
topical
flow methodical as the crow
pastels about as the sun sets
and we catch
fish and chips on the steps

Fish and chips on the steps,
Everything we do we breathe in sets,
Patience is a virtue...
And so is serenity,
So let's get together and find a remedy!
Let's create world peace...
And find the way to end war,
Or even stop the polar ice caps...
From melting even more,
But it takes effort and a little push come to shove,
But just like symbolism...
We'll represent a dove.

We'll represent a dove
an installation of love
an hear the cries from above
a Melodic Melody
oh to be free
words an tha golden key
centaurs chasin' me
brake it down and see
out like 5000 G

Out like 5000 G!
I'm going to be me...
And that's something you can't beat!
My heart is on the drums,
And my soul is on the set...
And just like sunsets,
We're going to create a magical atmosphere...
And an whimsical attitude,
So leave us be...
And go play your cello.

And go play your cello
i'm no whimsical fellow
i rock the bass
with magic and a full headcase
cuttin' the beat by beat strong
on and on'
not till the 'break of dawn'
till the systematic overload internet
storm when HipHop heads catch the form
keep it
destiny was born
fear will spawn
liquid architecture
offers a sub set pattern to the norm
a fleet of black adders running across the lawn
cyberpunk sprouting steam machines
packed with cans you NewSchool call beans
rain down
and r-e-i-g-n down
and drop Wholecar pieces on every train
under and above the ground
messages the rail yard tried to buff
i've had enough
computerized
mechanized
vocalized
encapulasized
freakasiZed
re-invent-retro-in your eyes
Bob Dylan manufractured an' willin'
their's paint 'n' wordz a spillin'
don't be ill'
it's time the line to be thrillin'
spit this out an' come right back!

And go play your cello,
all's good and all's mello,
I'm missin't the hits with you my fellow
fellow poet at the mic
spittin' preferred an' the like
roll the dice
and see what's thrice
on a Melodic Melody
your can hear, read the words, they' ain't for free....
no stalemate the gate is open don' be late
as i dig your rhymes bustin'
great smiles an' times
not the hustlin' ingredients to a f###ken good lunchE/\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\/'''''''