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MAJOR SONGS
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
It’s absolvation of obscenity
Obscenity of obviousness
The obviousness of power
The power of simulation
Ravishing hyperrealism
Mind blowing
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
Let’s go back to the rock
Go back to the rock
And see it at fourforty
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
Rocker to rocker, raver to raver
Turn up the bass why don’t you do us all a favour
Rocker to rocker, raver to raver
Turn up the bass why don’t you do us all a favour
Another danger zone
Red alert, another danger zone
Rrrrred alert
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout dub
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
I’m more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
I’m more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
Maybe I’m a loveboy, hooked on an aphrodisiac
Maybe I’m a strange one, maybe I’m a twisted maniac
Hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who’s to say that heaven is in hell
Escaping reality’s touch
Just in time just in time before the bite gets too much
Who’s to say that heaven is in hell can this be hell?
Maybe I’m a loveboy, hooked on an aphrodisiac
Or maybe I’m a strange one, maybe I’m a twisted maniac
Hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who’s to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell, oh well, oh well, oh well
Escaping reality’s touch, yeah
Now just in time before the bite gets too much
Hey, hey, hey, you never can tell
I said, said, hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
I said maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who’s to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell, oh well, oh well, oh well
Escaping reality’s touch
Just in time before the bite gets too much
I’m more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
I’m more dope than heroin, sharper than a needle
Sharper than a needle
I'm sharper than a needle
Sharper than a needle, needle, needle, needle, no
Yeah, sharper than a needle
Yeah, sharper than a needle
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you never can tell
Maybe you can touch the taste by the sense of smell
Who’s to say that heaven is in hell
Can this be hell oh well, oh well, oh well
Escaping reality’s touch
Yeah, just in time just in time before the bite gets too much
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
All right oh babe
Tears
She always talked about the gods
She had a direct line with the gods
You’ve been selected by the gods
She told me
Ok, babe, let’s make it then
(Looking for trouble? Have you got it?)
What a man has to go through for a piece of ass in a modern age it was highly ridiculous
Oh babe
Hey, what’s that shit?
The tears of the gods?
The tears of the gods
Yes, the tears of the gods!
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6:48 |
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
Apollo forty four forty we gonna rock it
Apollo forty four forty we gonna rock it
(Spanish part)
Bring down shake now
Rapid racer string no chaser we gonna rock it
Chasing, wasting, blooding, hiding, squeezing, squeezing, running, hiding
Stealing, feeling, holding ’n’ dealing the basic chases
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
We gonna rock it
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
We gonna roll it
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
We gonna rock it
Blow out to Miami, riding to the ocean
We gonna rock it
(Spanish part)
Game over
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
Now back to Gene Krupa's syncopated style
Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style
Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style
Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style
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4:55 |
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
Set the bird
Get die like I wanna to
With my hands around the white man’s throat
Diggin’
Fly dip die
Yeah, world, yeah
It’s the world
Like it’s at(?) beginning
Get die the way he wanna to
Hands wrapped around the white man’s throat
Diggin’ World
Diggin’ World
Fly World
Dip die
World World
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8:40 |
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
I’m gonna love you – till you love me then no more
You’re gonna need me – like I need you right now
I’m gonna screw you – for all you’re worth and no more
You’re gonna need me – it’s the same in any language
The pain in any language is the same in any language
I’m gonna love you – till you love me then no more
You’re gonna need me – like I need you right now
You’re gonna need me – it’s the same in any language
The pain in any language is the same in any language
*I’m gonna love you – till you love me then no more
repeat *
It’s the same in any language
The pain in any language
Same in any language
It’s the same in any language
It’s the same in any language
I’m gonna love you – till you love me then no more
repeat *
Look, you're gonna need me
Yeah, you're gonna need me.
They won’t love you, like I love you
They won’t love you, like I do
They won’t love you, like I love you
They won’t love you, like I do
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4:43 |
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
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3:51 |
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from Apollo 440 - Electro Glide Blue (1997)
Raw power, more power, foot to the floor power here we go, here we go
Raw power, your power, out on the floor power
Drum power, bass power, right in your face power, rip it up
Raw power, full power, out on the floor power, here we go, here we go
Like a bullet from the gun, you’re on the run
We got it if you want some, want some
We’ll squeeze it to the last drop, from the bottom,
To the very tip top, hip hop, don’t stop, go!
Go, go, go, go!
Raw power, more power, foot to the floor power
Raw power, full power, out on the floor power, here we go, here we go
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
Rip it up come on, come on!
Slam dunking state of mind, every time
Throwing you a life-line, life-line
We’ll leave the group shell-shocked from the bottom
To the very tip top, hip hop don’t stop, go!
G-g-g-g-g-go, g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-go, g-g-g-g-g-go!
Raw power, more power, foot to the floor power here we go, here we go
Drum power, bass power, right in your face power rip it up, trip it up
Raw power, your power, out on the raw power here we go, here we go
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
We got to give it all or nothing at all
To the next side giving it the jazz rinse
Hey, hey, hey slam dunking state of mind
Hey, hey, hey every time
Hey, hey, hey ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four four forty
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
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3:32 |
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
Stop the rock, stop the rock
Stop the rock, stop the rock
Can't stop the rock
You can't stop the rock, stop the rock
Stop the rock, stop the rock
Can't stop the rock
You can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't s...
Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock!
Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock!
Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock!
Shake that paranoia, can't stop the rock!
Shake that paranoia
Come move me move me
Dancing like Madonna, into the groovy
Shake that paranoia
Come move me move me
Dancing like Madonna, into the groovy
Stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop...
Let's get down and dirty baby
Come get down and dity babe
Come get down and dity babe
Come get down and dity babe
Down and dirty baby
Down and dirty baby
Down and dirty baby
Down and dirty baby
Shape the rock like Henry Moore
Aphrodite at the waterhole
Shape the rock like Henry Moore
Aphrodite at the waterhole, come on!
You can't stop
You can't stop
You can't stop
...stop the rock
You can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop the rock
Can't stop the rock, you can't stop!
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3:46 |
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
Hey man!
How you doin' man?
Everything's cool
Hey man!
Hey, Hey, Hey.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
Hey, Hey, Hey.
Hey Man!
How you doin' man?
Everything's cool
Its like a neat new drug
One that pierces like a knife
No side effect
No scars for life
I need more
I got no laws
Like a crazee horse
Hey man!
Hey, Hey, Hey.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
I need more (We want more)
I got no laws
Like a crazee horse
How you doin' man?
Hey man!
Hey, Hey, Hey.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
Hah, Hah, Hah!
Hey, Hey, Hey.
How you doin' man?
Everything's cool
Hey man!
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
The super-sonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds...
Woah!
Cold rock it
Cold rock the mic
Solar power, The new shape of motion
Causing a commotion
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
This is stealth sonic, Hydra-ponic
Hey yo man, Pull over!
Cold rock it
Cold rock the mic
Woah!
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
It's the new shape of motion
Hot wired, High powered version
Most automatic
Gunna park it in the pool, Yeah
The super-sonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds...
Cold rock it
Cold rock the mic
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
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5:01 |
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
Sitting on a bench in the sunshine
Filling up my belly with some fine wine
All loved up in the afternoon
Kiss my baby and my heart go boom
Make my heart go boom, boom
Giddly-bop, Giddly-bop, Giddly-bop
Boing!
Make my heart go boom, boom
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from Apollo 440 - Getting' High On Your Own Supply (1999)
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