- "Smack My Bitch Up!,... Smack My Bitch Up!.. Smack My Bitch Up!"

Guitar sample - John Barry's James Bond score

Sword sounds - "36 Chambers" by Wu-Tang Clan's

Breathe with me

Breathe the pressure, Come play my game I'll test ya

Psychosomatic addict insane Breathe the pressure, Come play my game I'll test ya

Psycho-somatic addict insane

Come play my game

Inhale inhale. You're the victim

Come play my game

Exhale exhale exhale

...

Yo, I used to check out

Lyrics upon the format

Build with skill with technique

Computer A-DAT

My lyrical form is

Clouds on your brainstorm

I get hyped think thought flow

Acrobat, sink the track, pump the track

Dance missions, clubs like spores react by

Strong visions

And hurrying more

Reflects on the dancefloor

Flow it up

And having now people showing up

Packing crowds jam-packed venues

Needles collapse, while atmosphere continues

Sprinkle that, Winnin' like that

Movin'like that, hittin' like that

The melody is phat

Yeah, I'm on the energy source

The cosmic force

With Prodigy

Kicking astrology

My intellect's the power

With Diesel Power

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

We spin back rewind

Diesel Power

Blows your mind drastically, fantasically

It has to be, automatically

Check it out

You better work it out

Change to another bug

My techniques, strategies, abilities

I leave cords of mikes hanging

Like Spring Lees

You would try so fast

Beyond the human eye

Lyrical tactics

Vocal gymnastics

E's and pepped up

You get swept up

Smacked up, backed up

Your crew's all cracked up

Checking flow

Quick choose quick

You can't stick

My medical brain's

A stranger's angles

You get tangled

Twisting side effects us

Channels repeat, complete

Can't compete

Check that our texture

Mind adventure

Exploit the point

It attracts to devour

My intellectual seed

With diesel power

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Back attack

And wack patch you're faxing me

You don't want none

High quality acts should be

Still standing

Damaging your other manic

Quick reverse

Bolting as the first verse

My amplifier

Blows on your world's higher

World's sire

Cuts like a barbed wire

Record player

I pull up

On you every day

Fast forward

I move

And I swings forward

Exit load

Put your brain in right mode

Selected mix

The man with perfected fix

Has lightly bite me

Copy zimmer

Cops' handblocks

You can't knocks

Some out there

I've been lifting

Shifting, persisting

Intelligent kingpin

Keep the strategy

As I roll with Prodigy

With Diesel Power

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

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Robot sonic

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically

...

- "Oh My God thats the funky shit!.....

hey!...yey!, hey, yey!....Attention all radios?....Oh My god

thats the funky shit!"

...

- "this is dangerous!, open up your head feal the shellshock!..

This is dangerous...I'll walk the Minefields and watch your

headrock,.......WHOOSSHHAAAAHHH!......yeeeaaaahhhhh!....I weeelllcommmee

Miiinneefiiieeellldsss....WHOSHAAA! I'll walk ya Minefields..."

If you believe the western sun, is falling down on everyone, you're being burned, don't try to run,

"Hey hey hey" - "Close to The Edit" by Art Of Noise

I'm the trouble starter, punkin instigator.

I'm the fear addicted, danger illustrated.

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,

you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.

I'm the bitch you hated, filth infatuated.

Yeah, I'm the pain you tasted, barely intoxicated

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,

you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.

I'm the self inflicted, mind detonator.

Yeah, I'm the one infected, twisted animator.

I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter,

you're the firestarter, twisted firestarter.

starter... starter... starter...

...

I've got word of thanks, thanks that i'd like to say

for the rage that I feel, the rage that i feel today.

Gotta stack, gotta stack stack of chips on my shoulder, in everything I do

'cause I made, I made I made the mistake, of trusting you

People like you just fuel my fire!

People like you just fuel my fire!

People like you just fuel my fire!

People like you just Burn!

Yeah my layers are thick, And i got a bad attitude.

Yeah that knife in my back has fingerprints that belong to you

Gotta grudge, gotta grudge gotta grudge that i'm holding, for as long as I live

'cause you lied, you lied you lied to my face and that's something I can't forgive

People like you just fuel my fire!

People like you just fuel my fire!

People like you just fuel my fire!