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Things get hectic quick
From the satellite dish to your joy stick It's the night of the living cable box Wires coming up from around the block Remote control to change the station But that won't change your situation Have you seen what I mean I'm the little gnome that's in your dreams So I say this rhyme built by design To take you beyond space and time Said who is the man making diamonds out of coal The man pushing buttons on remote control Until your back's up against the wall You never know yourself that much at all So you've got to share your love with a friend That's all that you've got left in the end Living in this city of pure confusion People mislead by their own illusion All this action, no satisfaction We're all linked together like a chain reaction Play or fold, love is bold What is the future that will unfold? Some like it hot, others like it cold But we all want to hold the remote control Things get hectic quick All of the sudden I'm in the thick Too much drama all around Distractions booming in sensuround Like a rainy day's Earth won't sit still Sliding on down a hill Sometimes life seems to stall So never be ungrateful y'all So I got a little something for your pay per view Like Don King I've got the crazy hair do We've got cameras on Mars on space patrol Controlled on Earth by remote control |
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'Cause nobody can do it like Mix Master can
Come on now I've got the D double O, D double O style Here we go again because it's been awhile Do me a favor don't touch that dial I rock from Manhattan to the Miracle Mile My name's Mike D and I'm the ladies choice I want to get next to you like Rose Royce Y'all gather round to hear my golden voice 'Cause when its time to rhyme you know I get nice Cruising like a fan boat on the glade He'll tweak your ass across the cross fade So watch your back when he takes the stage Or he'll send you off on a naked rampage Three MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what'cha got to say Sweet and sour like a tangerine Fresh like a box of Krispy Kreme Kenny Rogers' "Gambler" is my gambling theme Mix Master Mike with the scratch routine Always updated and in the know You know we break it down, going toe to toe The bass is booming from down below And Norton is chillin' with Mario Well my name is Ad Rock I'm a Scorpio Don't ask me 'cause I just don't know I'm known to Mop I'm known to Glo But don't get mad 'cause I gots to go Three MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what'cha got to say Gotta get down Mix Master cut faster Mix Master cut, cut, cut faster All top secret and classified I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide It's all hypnotic and sanctified I never wanna let a bad day slip by Now we be getting stupid in your area Causing all kinds of hysteria My beats is sick like malaria But don't worry, I'll take care of ya Me and Adam, Adam and the Mario C In the studio it's the place to be To all the party people who are happy and free With Mix Master Mike we're making history Three MC's and one DJ We be getting down with no delay Mix Master Mike what you got to say Goddamn that DJ made my day |
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