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He's Bionic! [x4] |
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He's Bionic! He's Bionic! He's Bionic, Bionic, Bionic, Bionic!!!! |
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He's Bionic! Aaah Bionic! [x2] |
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[Verse 1: Yella] |
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There's no measure of the skills that are in his hands |
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People ask "Is he machine or man?" |
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Positions what he's called or just Dr Dre |
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People take a look cos he's your future DJ |
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When he cuts the beat you all will know |
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Because his records start to smoke and then his turntables glow |
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If you're a sucka DJ then you'll have a comic |
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Step to the front if you like embarassment |
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[Chorus:] |
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He's Bionic! Yes! |
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He's Bionic! So fresh! |
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[repeat] |
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[Verse 2: Yella] |
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Acquired the skill that you must learn |
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To become a DJ Doctor, not a grabbin turn |
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Always seen wit you nurses by his side |
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And you can bet that the Doctor keeps them satisfied |
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His supersonic speed is his ace in the hole |
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Over all the top DJ's, Dr Dre's in control |
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He operates in LA cos it's the place to be |
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He's B-I-O-N-I-C |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3: Yella] |
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Now as the wheels start burnin and the mixer explodes |
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The wax from his discs will make you suckas corrode |
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Radiation level rises to degrees unknown |
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The circuits overloaded then your speakers are blown |
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Now ya hear a loud thunder that vibrates the ground |
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Cos his hands are movin faster than the speed of sound |
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Everybody runs and they try to avoid |
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But it's too late cos the place is already destroyed |
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[Chorus] |
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[Outro:] |
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He's Bionic! |
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[repeat to fade] |
