Bomb the Bass

Instrumental

Instrumental

(I think it's time to discuss your a€| ah a€|
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor)

Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Bill Lee whacking when he's in Tangiers
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin'
I never been the type to rap up a well
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse

[Second verse here]

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust and mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin'
Led into control about the Big Brothah
Try like hell to not blow my cover

Who's that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like serpent in the rainbow

Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
(...)

(I think it's time to discuss your a€| ah a€|
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor)

Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Bill Lee whacking when he's in Tangiers
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin'
I never been the type to rap up a well
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse

[Second verse here]

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust and mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin'
Led into control about the Big Brothah
Try like hell to not blow my cover

Who's that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like serpent in the rainbow

Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
(...)

(I think it's time to discuss your a€| ah a€|
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor)

Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like Bill Lee whacking when he's in Tangiers
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin'
I never been the type to rap up a well
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse

[Second verse here]

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust and mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin'
Led into control about the Big Brothah
Try like hell to not blow my cover

Who's that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like serpent in the rainbow

Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
(...)

I'm looking at your soul, your soul, your soul, your soul
I'm looking at your future, your future, future, future
As I look into your eyes, these eyes, these eyes, these eyes
I see another side, side, side, side

Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire you suck the life of goodness
Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire you suck the life of goodness

Turn the light on
Let the light shine bright
Turn the light on
Let the light shine bright

You've got to feel yourself and let go
You got to know you reap what you sow
You've got to feel something at sometime

Check the writings on the wall
And look to the sign
You're spending all your money on gear that never work
you're wasting all your energy and everywhere it hurts
God it really hurts
yes it really hurts
you got to know yourself

Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire, you suck the life of goodness
Yes
Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire you suck the life of goodness

From now on I'll call you England
From now on I'll call you England
From now on I'll call you England
From now on I'll call you England

See if you spit in the sky
It will fall in your eye
You see what goes up must come down
You will die looking up, if you're not looking in
you've got to know yourself

I'm looking at your pastures and they were never green
I'm looking for your justice and it can not be seen
I'm checking where you're coming from and where you're going to
I'm checking out what you have done to see what you can do
I'm looking at your lawbooks and they were never read
I'm looking at your lovesquire and they can not be dread
I'm looking at your empire slipping on the drears
You've got to know yourself

Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire, you suck the life of goodness
Yes
Vampire, you feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire you suck the life of goodness

From now on I'll call you England
Empire fall man, empire go
From now on I'll call you England
There's a lesson to be learned, by that, you must know
From now on I'll call you England
and the ? is known by the food that is there
From now on I'll call you England
gotta see no love anyway you appear
From now on I'll call you England
you've got to know yourself
from now on I'll call you England
you've got to know yourself

Don't touch that dial!

"Track fifty nine, zero four thirty hours..."
(do filme Apocalipse Now)

There have been mixes and dance tracks
put together in the past
but none can outrun
or equal the power of Megablast

(varios samples de Buffalo Gals do Malcolm McLaren)

"Ah yeah! Check this out!"
(sampleado de Here We Go do Run D.M.C.)

"Is that him? Could I be right? Could that be Kid Dynamite?"
(sampleado de Jimmy Walker, do album 'Dyn-o-mite')

Thanks for turning it up, buy it for the...
hip hop, Kid Dynamite

(samples de Buffalo Gals do Malcolm McLaren)

All this scratching's making me itch
Hey, kick it, check it out,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (x2)

"Say turn it up!"
(sampleado de Bring The Noise do Public Enemy)

It's a megablast, it's the real blast
we gave it the name of megablast
it's the real blast, you know it's gonna last
we gave it the name of megablast