Adlib - Music Synthesizer Card - The Chiptune Chunk

You can shake it all around You can go up and down You can lose what you found But you can't ignore my techno You can go west or east Confess your sins to a priest You can slay the wicked beast But you can't ignore my techno You can go to the doctor You can cough in his face Infect the whole human race But you can't ignore my techno You can laugh, you can cry You can live, you can die Spend your days asking why But you can't ignore my techno You can trip on my synthesizer Electronic world for every boy and every girl You can trip on my synthesizer In the end, technology unto the world will set us free Be all that you can be Just as long as you are free You were blind and now you see That which is my techno You can trip on my synthesizer Electronic world for every boy and every girl You can trip on my synthesizer In the end technology unto the world will set us free You can trip on my You can trip on my You can trip on my You can trip You can trip You can trip on my synthesizer You can trip on my synthesizer Let's go

[Featuring: King Magnetic & Adlib] [Verse 1:] Up north for the county, I'm rowdy as the records was Blue vodka, hate me but respect the buzz Who shot ya? That's a question that's for anyone It took my homies getting [? ] to respect the gun Pushing thirty like Derrike Cope pit crew See the tree addiction how we stick dudes Branched off same state that the Roots from Same hate as Jena Six, swing from a noose hung My discussion nothing short of disgusting Accordingly snuff em then I'm in the court for concussions I'm harder to get than a quarter through customs Get accustomed to adjustments or adoption by abduction I was illegal before man knew Had that handle with little Jamal and his man too Mag attracts his rivals [? ] backs I ain't from DC homie but I'm liable to snap [Chorus:] You want it gullier than this? Stuck guzzling the fifth Get a skully and a clip, start humble then we flip We do, we incite a riot in here My dude, we incite a riot in here You want it gullier than this? Stuck guzzling the fifth Get a skully and a clip, start humble then we flip We do, we incite a riot in here My dude, we incite a riot in here [Verse 2:] Hip hop ain't dead, yo it's right in my stomach I'm someone you'll never see like a lifer in public Breathe slow, believe show Cause we so beast mode we de-bo to be broke We the dough without [? ] knots Hitting Harlem spots, kick doors and take a jar [? ] Don't get at me, let it be, not a gangster But lose my temper quicker than a set of keys Peel like lettuce leaves, deal with pedigrees Feel my felonies in each verse I set em free Bound to blow like a chickenhead tied up Lyrically sticking [? ] flicking [? ] Sicker than five months until my time is up Five hoes without raw, picking the nines up Victims get sized up, listen then wise up Get your motherfucking throat slit with your spine cut [Chorus]