| Song | Micro Chip |
| Artist | Tarrus Riley |
| Album | Parables |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Riley | |
| GREETINGS | |
| EARTHLINGS! | |
| D-D-D-DONT | |
| L-L-L-LET | |
| THE COMPUT | |
| ERS DESTRO | |
| Y YUH LIFE! | |
| CAREFUL OF | |
| THE GAMES | |
| YUH PLAY, | |
| WITH THE M | |
| ODERN TECH | |
| NOLOGY.OH, | |
| OH,.OH LET | |
| ME TELL YU | |
| HIn this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don't worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don't worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| And now we slowly depending on the ma-chin-ery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on the tech-no-logy, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Inna 1999 unno deh ah fret and worry | |
| Wonder if the clock did ah go stop in the air | |
| Counting down the time, | |
| New Years | |
| Eve,2000 come and gone and now yuh think tings sweet? | |
| MINDDD! You'll catch a virus on the internet! | |
| And be careful of the e-mails that you collect. | |
| I see the whole world gone computer literate. | |
| And to the birds and the bees them is illiterate. | |
| You've got access to everything on the internet. | |
| But experience, teach at wisdom comes from round yuh desk. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| Young Junior got a sad story | |
| Stayed awake late nights inna text glory | |
| Long letters long lines night after night | |
| Anticipated meet ah blind date | |
| Stacy.Full of anxiety and butterflies in belly; | |
| He wanted to make a first impression and real memory. | |
| So the morning of the date, that boy nuh rise early | |
| Got to get ah prepared, looking fashion ready. | |
| But when he meet | |
| Stacy, him almost go crazy | |
| Couldn't believe what his eyes did ah take plac-e | |
| OH ALL THE | |
| EMAILS! She was a he-male. | |
| And juss a disguise online, what a shame ole chile. | |
| New age, Babylon culture, don't worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward ah creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, dont worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation | |
| Slowly depending on the ma-chin-ery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on dem tech-no-logy, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Now let manual days be a thing of the past | |
| Yuh clock in and yuh clock out, clock wise and clock cross. | |
| Site mah bredren way at farm, | |
| Ask him wha happen to di grass? | |
| Him sey Yuh nah see everyting gone digital boss?!?! | |
| And too much digital head ache, critical physical loss | |
| Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh dont know the half. | |
| What ah day when yuh dead, that bases dem crash | |
| And everyting come to ah stop-p-p-ppp |
| zuo qu : Riley | |
| GREETINGS | |
| EARTHLINGS! | |
| DDDDONT | |
| LLLLET | |
| THE COMPUT | |
| ERS DESTRO | |
| Y YUH LIFE! | |
| CAREFUL OF | |
| THE GAMES | |
| YUH PLAY, | |
| WITH THE M | |
| ODERN TECH | |
| NOLOGY. OH, | |
| OH,. OH LET | |
| ME TELL YU | |
| HIn this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| And now we slowly depending on the machinery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on the technology, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Inna 1999 unno deh ah fret and worry | |
| Wonder if the clock did ah go stop in the air | |
| Counting down the time, | |
| New Years | |
| Eve, 2000 come and gone and now yuh think tings sweet? | |
| MINDDD! You' ll catch a virus on the internet! | |
| And be careful of the emails that you collect. | |
| I see the whole world gone computer literate. | |
| And to the birds and the bees them is illiterate. | |
| You' ve got access to everything on the internet. | |
| But experience, teach at wisdom comes from round yuh desk. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| Young Junior got a sad story | |
| Stayed awake late nights inna text glory | |
| Long letters long lines night after night | |
| Anticipated meet ah blind date | |
| Stacy. Full of anxiety and butterflies in belly | |
| He wanted to make a first impression and real memory. | |
| So the morning of the date, that boy nuh rise early | |
| Got to get ah prepared, looking fashion ready. | |
| But when he meet | |
| Stacy, him almost go crazy | |
| Couldn' t believe what his eyes did ah take place | |
| OH ALL THE | |
| EMAILS! She was a hemale. | |
| And juss a disguise online, what a shame ole chile. | |
| New age, Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward ah creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, dont worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation | |
| Slowly depending on the machinery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on dem technology, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Now let manual days be a thing of the past | |
| Yuh clock in and yuh clock out, clock wise and clock cross. | |
| Site mah bredren way at farm, | |
| Ask him wha happen to di grass? | |
| Him sey Yuh nah see everyting gone digital boss?!?! | |
| And too much digital head ache, critical physical loss | |
| Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh dont know the half. | |
| What ah day when yuh dead, that bases dem crash | |
| And everyting come to ah stopppppp |
| zuò qǔ : Riley | |
| GREETINGS | |
| EARTHLINGS! | |
| DDDDONT | |
| LLLLET | |
| THE COMPUT | |
| ERS DESTRO | |
| Y YUH LIFE! | |
| CAREFUL OF | |
| THE GAMES | |
| YUH PLAY, | |
| WITH THE M | |
| ODERN TECH | |
| NOLOGY. OH, | |
| OH,. OH LET | |
| ME TELL YU | |
| HIn this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| And now we slowly depending on the machinery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on the technology, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Inna 1999 unno deh ah fret and worry | |
| Wonder if the clock did ah go stop in the air | |
| Counting down the time, | |
| New Years | |
| Eve, 2000 come and gone and now yuh think tings sweet? | |
| MINDDD! You' ll catch a virus on the internet! | |
| And be careful of the emails that you collect. | |
| I see the whole world gone computer literate. | |
| And to the birds and the bees them is illiterate. | |
| You' ve got access to everything on the internet. | |
| But experience, teach at wisdom comes from round yuh desk. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation. | |
| Young Junior got a sad story | |
| Stayed awake late nights inna text glory | |
| Long letters long lines night after night | |
| Anticipated meet ah blind date | |
| Stacy. Full of anxiety and butterflies in belly | |
| He wanted to make a first impression and real memory. | |
| So the morning of the date, that boy nuh rise early | |
| Got to get ah prepared, looking fashion ready. | |
| But when he meet | |
| Stacy, him almost go crazy | |
| Couldn' t believe what his eyes did ah take place | |
| OH ALL THE | |
| EMAILS! She was a hemale. | |
| And juss a disguise online, what a shame ole chile. | |
| New age, Babylon culture, don' t worship technology and bow to confuters. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward ah creation. | |
| In this new age, | |
| Babylon culture, dont worship technology and bow to computers. | |
| Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation | |
| Slowly depending on the machinery, | |
| Man make the machine and get trap inna it. | |
| Slowly depending on dem technology, | |
| Caught in the web and cyaan come outta it. | |
| Now let manual days be a thing of the past | |
| Yuh clock in and yuh clock out, clock wise and clock cross. | |
| Site mah bredren way at farm, | |
| Ask him wha happen to di grass? | |
| Him sey Yuh nah see everyting gone digital boss?!?! | |
| And too much digital head ache, critical physical loss | |
| Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh dont know the half. | |
| What ah day when yuh dead, that bases dem crash | |
| And everyting come to ah stopppppp |