2005

[Mark Moog] 2005, ready to go Mark Moog, Keith Korg, Silver Synth Analog explosion move rattle brains in midrange All dirt production, global disasters felt universal 2005 no rehearsal, low frequencies hurt you Levels beyond normal new star cruisers Veteran battleships, Mark Moog battle sick Handle your trinity fine to infinity we at it again Choke you out, battle again Mothra, rocket launcher entourage Figure out the level we on They've lost in an overspace cross I split your face, ghetto funk Finger trouble funk, rollin XJ3P underground evil funk Get ready, genocidal airwaves Terrified from the airplay, one two Analog [Chorus: Odd Oberheim] 2005, level no drive, comin to raise Step in the new days of death waves Comin to raise 2005, level of live Comin to raise step in the new ways of death rays Comin in waves [Keith Korg] Keith Korg, vocal booth kingpin Wipe your lyrics off on a napkin With an action packed thrust, turbo boost get loose Face crews like a bull fighter Makin a freebase smoker put out his cigarette lighter Green man, see me pushin a black Cadillac With Darth Vader and R2-D2 drivin a Fleetwood Brougham Through a Wendy's drivethrough, orderin spicy chicken With Christmas bags with easy pickings, with Captain Kirk shirts Watchin MC's move like robots with platinum jewels on And tight mini-skirts, Xerox copy duplicate man X Let's dead man flex, open distance disconnect Answering machines, operation evacuation stayin with a green me Coat with a fedora gray Kangol, sippin out a can {?} With Magilla Gorilla, drivin a red Jeep Durango Sound system plush, with Space Ghost in the back lightin my joint Angel dust, bumpin Cold Crush and Linda Ronstadt Watchin the cat breakdance on the doormat Doberman Pinschers do the electric boogie at the bus stop Sellin these kegs 'til the one stops Bark of your mouth from the Vicks cough drops Magnum plus, bust bust bust, bust bust [Chorus: Odd Oberheim] Two thousand and five the level of live is raised Step in the new ways of death rays, comin to blaze Two thousand and five the level of live is raised Step in the new ways of death rays, comin in waves [Silver Synth] By hypothesis official oral homicide I'm rockin this Surgically infectious type unconsciousness, I drop a logic bomb Hideous to the intellect-less Eviscerating precision encisions as a forensic Eviscerating abstractness by circumstance, my megahurt verse advance Razor knife sharp through your orifice Like pseudonyms exploit, I dispose in violation Then cloak and dagger, to the ceiling in your fantasy Choked off the verbal dispatch, inhale the herbal through the face plate Plus the larynx hatch, extensive Effective, eviscerating, virtual potential to the uppermost we coast Brightly, with industry autopsies that slightly splinter Methodically slash, achilles tendon we bash bass platoons And butched buffoons, then photograph a dozen whispers Particular plasma, gettin soaked, we structure the obscure circumstances At a slope then vehicle the progress, and Scorch the bureaucratics while we torch interpalms on microphones We the studio {?} utility species discoputer Sil Synth [Odd Oberheim] Two thousand and five, comin in live, level is raised To fit the new ways of death rays, comin to raise Two thousand and five the level of live has been raised Step in the new ways of death rays, comin in waves I grab any lightning rod and transport to rock odd The year VMX double-oh-thousand hot rod Clog up your intestines with the flower snakes And grab your {?}, the girls are ready to quake She says you're weirder than a Doctor Who marathon I tell her to hush, the year's 2005 and beyond Golden dia-monds, flyin high like Icarus With wings that get so high you just might miss this Can you understand the level of comprehension I'm talkin whips made out of titanium 2005 the level of live, no sound tones Destroyin death moons, walkin over the Gods of hip-hop's large I'm feelin blessed with the witness to original Amarettos Sippin on top of high levels It's 2005, the level of live has been raised To fit the new waves of death rays Comin in waves, it's 2005, the level of live is raised To fit the new ways of death rays comin in waves Two thousand and FIVE TWO, THOUSAND, AND, FIVE!! Two thousand and FIVE.. Two thousand and FIIIIIIIIIIVE......