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[ VERSE 1: Vex ] |
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My eyes snap flicks at a speed beyond a blink |
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Trapped thought, in these last days MC's are extinct |
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On the brink of a force never felt on the planet |
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GPS couldn't track it, and your lasers can't scan it |
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Yo, they ran it through test and left under assume |
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That if they kept me in gloom, I would meet sudden doom |
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But assumption leads men astray - watch me bloom |
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With consumption of your matter like photo memorex |
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So |
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[ CHORUS ] |
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Use your pupils as you move through the realm |
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Eyes the vision, memory is the film |
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Mondo and Vex bustin shots at the enemy |
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Click - it's the photographic memory (2x) |
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[ VERSE 2: Mondo ] |
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Foolish television sendin subliminal messages to my retina |
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I'm bettin ya that this gon' be the new medium of mind control |
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Peoples, we gon' check it, as the plot unfolds |
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Now TV is not a bad thing, but when my TV is misused by the wicked |
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Might it suffice to be labelled as a wicked device? |
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Escpecially since we the people that's like "they can eat pigs and rice" |
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Now what would happen if the wicked had my beats? |
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Then with they mind control, creepin at your peeps |
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That's dwellin on the streets would be sayin |
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What they didn't know was mind control - until they stop to listen |
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The same on reverse might seem idiotic |
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But don't front, fly beats and TV's are hypnotic |
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The proof is in my puddin, and my puddin ain't rotten |
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Just check yourselves - I got yo heads bobbin... |
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[ CHORUS ] |
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[ VERSE 3: Vex ] |
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My lens captures frames of faces with no names |
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Plus the people I know, around the globe I came |
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>From Alaska to the East Coast, and then overseas |
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As the brain take the walls dividin Germanies |
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I'm learnin these techniques, a music masterpiece |
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Scheitan wanna plaster me, but can't desaster me |
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He's dastardly, but I'm fast, and he lacks the speed of light |
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Trapped on Earth to rule the darkness in the night |
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As I moveth in this tragic world of witchcraft and magic |
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My memory bust shots as if it's photographic |
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Use your pupils as you move through the realm |
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Word, eyes the vision, memory is the film |
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[ CHORUS ] |
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Click (click) |
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Click-click |
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Click, click, click |
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(Click) |
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Click, click-click |
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Click, click, click |
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(Click)... |
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The eye |
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Captures images |
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In speeds up to |
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99 frames per second |
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The iris |
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...light in fractions |
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To neuro-transmitters |
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In a... |
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Transfer thoughts |
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To the long-term memory |
