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The Mad Conductor
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One Solid Connection
I was working in my lab, late one night Chillin' on the slab, waiting for the lightning to strike Now my dog has hands, and I have paws Sometimes experiments will leave you with claws So I slash what's left of your funeral rites I slash a mic open and the cable ignites I'll burn your bridge so you can't finish the song 'Cause that thing's been playing way too long While you're in the river drowning your label head is frowning I drag him to England and then loan him a pounding Now his stupid white fur coat turns red Like he's at the formal getting buckets dumped on his head I'm blasting your fans like an out of tune brass band My raps can leave the stands abandoned like Jazz Land Or they can hypnotize the crowd, but never sympathize with weak emcees ALL MUST BE MINIMIZED I'm like a robot programmed to do it Rockin' body armor over top a black tunic My thoughts are protected by a helmet of iron With a menacing face-mask I'll tell when you're lying I'm the king in the sub-basement of the underground Gettin' down with the most thunderous sound You're a derelict degenerate, plague of humanity I'm jumping from the twelfth floor to land on the canopy Bounce to the street where we meet to do battle I've got the Kwan Dao to ensure my survival I go beneath the surface like Sektor in combat Uppercut your monocle and knock back your top-hat If life's got you down and you're feeling morose Buy a vile of my venom and then try out a dose From the handle of my cane I brandished a knife And etched into the brain 'MC FOR LIFE'
Wealth is no mark of nobility, nor do clothes in abundance prove chivalry Greed is the result of blindness to reality And this is the plight of humanity
I drink a gallon of kombucha tea and wait for the rain It never came so we kept playing the game 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 A swirl of dark grey now anchored in the heavens It was all tied up in the top of the seventh The skipper made a double switch He brought me in to play third base and Dan McKinney to pitch It went one, two, three, now it's time to wake the bats Shaking the cave walls with sonar raps I grabbed a stalagmite, ripped it from the ground Bringing terror in the eyes of the chump on the mound... ('Here's Typhoeus from the stretch... Earlier today he said his arm was a cannon, but it's M-C-D that the crowd is chanting!) You know I never like to let a crowd down Just like rocking a show with the loud sound I started slamming my chest like an ape in the mist and pointed my cudgel toward the starry abyss What happened to the pitch he was about to throw? Hear my next verse if you'd like to know!
I swing with the force of a mountain dividing One solid connection sends 'em all flying I sent a shot to center, Otis Nixon is chasing Climbing up the wall like a flying Grayson Ascending the summit he extended his hand but the towering drive crashed into the stands That's my whole philosophy: give back to the fans With many souvenirs and solid gold jams Needless to say, we went on to clinch the pennant After all it's our home and we had to defend it We're blowing up your shed with a stereo bomb Y'all fools run around like Jerry and Tom I'm a mean rap scallion, a hip-hop bandit from the water margin and I brought a barge in Leveled my spear and started charging I'll never beg your pardon I'd rather die than live like you and your department What's crucial to you is immaterial to me What gives us both life you destroy foolishly So never consider me part of your organization My brain operates on a different vibration
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