Yo, yo, yo 'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist Lyricist and my thoughts be twisted I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed My futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics I'm a lyrical misfit with a sadistic characteristics I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath And if a boy want the test, then I be stampin' upon his chest Done makin' a mess Not a man could conceive the weed I'm consumin' And I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out And I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout That's workin' 'em out Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure Then I find some Nine Inch Nails to perform some acupuncture When I punch ya, I rupture all of your ribcage in a rage And I turn you into a cartoon too then erase the page I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flintstone Get Dino to take a machinos and then force you to live home I'ma take off like a jet pack better get back, rather step back I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck snap Life can flip raps while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac And leave your head in a spin like staring at turn table skid mats I'm a concrete lion, big cat This is real talk, not big chat Did ya get that? 'Cause I ain't no small timer I rhyme on big tracks Now feel the vibes I create, this heavyweight I'm about to detonate and demonstrate How I generate lyrics that supernaturally levitate To the top, my lyrics escalate Accelerate and leave you panickin' Take the ground from beneath your feet Leave you Skywalkin' like Anakin I'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins My style is totally buck wild and most definitely happenin' To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in To me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin' I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speak Forget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop from concrete Concrete, concrete, concrete, w-w-well, well, well I've been stoned ever since the days of creation, I've been red I'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's head My lyricism is just like an aneurysm inside his brain He plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no pain I could never be a racist because I possess so many faces I'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braces With lines longer than laces, I'm gracin' you with my presence The lyrics went flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescence I pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodle I smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle I'm as animated as Japanese animes causin' calamities Some serious savory from my roarous rhymes of reality At the speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around The clown done tried to defeat us without tenacities or audacity Don't you ever thought you could beat us Beat us, beat us, beat us © GORILLAZ; HAPPY HEMP MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com