it's close Mind machine Cyber liquid overdose Mind machine The monster of a new age Mind machine The doctor spreads his disease Mind machine Lifetime
complete, it captures bass Yo, I bring chaos to blocks like the riots in Watts Rapid fire shots ripple through Kevlar, 9 glocks Technique of rhyme pop machine
be raised There the camp of the black pope was placed His legions, through the valleys they raced Chariots they rode, their skulls were iron-plated Belching fire
] Castaway Today Light years away from home Blood on my hands I must redeem I will repent No more repoungance between the machine And my tortured mind
the perfect construction a perfect machine I've designed stronger than strong an invincible force I'm the creator, I am the source I'm the mind I shall
by Piet] Castaway Today Light years away from home Blood on my hands I must redeem I will repent No more repoungance between the machine And my tortured mind
' Blastin', strollin', trashin', rollin', mashin' I done figured it out, what's that? They don't want us to shine, true You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
The Word! MIMI Two Minutes Left To Execute Our Plan COLLINS Where's Everyone Else? ROGER Playing Spiderman MARK Ironic Close Up: Tight On The Phone Machine
stirred Pussy, the bolts Just say the word Two minutes left to execute our plan Where's everyone else? Playing Spiderman Ironic close up, tight On the phone machine
bolts ANGEL Just say the word! MIMI Two minutes left to execute our plan COLLINS Where's everyone else? ROGER Playing Spiderman MARK Ironic close up: Tight on the phone machine
from the sea of nations, Aligned for the sign of the times. The teeth of iron will devour the Earth That its fierce countenance crucifies. Beneath the fire
the enemy will never raise Magic Dragon spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place Magic Dragon iron monsters destroy with rage Pilots circle their machines
Children, babies and boys that live in this century want to destroy all that is possible with their evil minds with their sharpest knives and horrible
The antique people are down in the dungeons Run by machines and afraid of the tax Their heads in the grave and their hands on their eyes Hauling their
When nine stars kiss the moon o'er Ultima Thule. Swathed in moon-frosts, in icy winds our blazon flying, Iron gleaming 'neath the stars, black skies ablaze with astral fire
the enemy will never raise Magic Dragon Spit tracer bullets expose our hiding place Magic Dragon Iron monsters destroy with rage Pilots circle their machines
blastin, strollin, trashin, rollin, MASHIN!! [Billy Danze] I done figured it out (what's that?) They don't want us to shine (true) You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
Inspektah Deck] Yo, I bring chaos to blocks like the riots in Watts Rapid fire shots ripple through Kevlar, 9 Glocks Technique of rhyme pop machine gun
