I need a wire straight to my veins I need the shocks, the shakes until I do the monkey I need shots down in flames I need the shocks, the shakes till
ll give my life before my word fail Terrestrial escape through the east gate Electric types of prones, protons, neutrons Electric soul, electric glow, electric probes Electric
over there and beatboxin over there and MC's over there And hip-hop was like a brand new thing, a brand new culture and everybody wanted to be a part
: sliide down the banaster you know i've got a brand new world tied to the bed again you're never gonna lose me girl jump on the nightmare come and feel
: Grease me straight down, good electric I could lay it on the road, mama, it ain't no trick Talkin' 'bout love, Talkin' 'bout love, Talkin' 'bout Ooh
go on for miles and miles Brand new socket wrenches in a plethora of styles All arranged alphabetically And they're doing a promotional stunt There's a
day is too There's nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon All my loneliness I have felt today It's a little more than enough to make a man
jury In the body of a beautiful girl? And I suspect heavy gerrymandering At the singles bar And now I'm a man with conversation skills And I'm a man
your invention be destroyed in a fire John, it's only Monday I gave you Tuesday night and Wednesday night and Friday night The weekend is a sea of electric
Looking in the mirror And I know I'm a man And I know she's a girl And she's looking for a man We got sex plans Come on I'm getting into the jam I'm
a scoundrel, a lover, a murderous mouse And that looked good in your bed And you think that I'm lookin' good And everybody's happy, happy tonight She's a
Up the river and round the road A traveling man with a trippin' hand Soda pop spittin' out slime Let's get [unverified] and realize Get that brand new
that go on for miles and miles Brand new socket wrenches in a plethora of styles All arranged alphabetically And they're doing a promotional stunt There's a
here comes that familiar feeling that Friday's famous for Yeah, I'm looking for some action and it's out there somewhere You can feel the electricity
the only ones with a dream I'm a grown ass man, this kid a teen You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a Scream Audi Coupe, looking good so I went
it to the maximum oh WHAT a machine Movin in slow-mo, not makin a fuss All of a sudden when they push the button I get a rush I'm gone Climbin up