CYNE - Electric Blue lyrics
[CYNE - Electric Blue lyrics]
We are the milk crate raiders
Keeping up on ya neighbors
The flavor that you savor
Burning up like a laser
Here and now, I be the lock, load
Blooka Blooka Blao!
Thud and drop, the body getting down
I am the Stephen King of these lethal things
The people sing, putting life to a tomb
Making ya ears ring
Catching the Holy Ghost, so we hope
Chewing on curry goat
Putting grease stains on the lyrics we wrote
The coolest pachyderm to twist a verb
Sometimes he touch the herb
But mainly he sips, just to calm his nerves
And be that smooth nigga, cool water
And be that full finger dope
Momma my sell, so please, holla
And be that pop collar rogue scholar
And be that new kid gimme some gin
A little tonic water
Taking a little sip and let it slip
I am banana clip fully automatic
Flyin’ from the lip
‘Cause everything we do, my God
Electric blue
Seven thousand watts, we hot, electric blue
Strap it to the battery bang!
That’s what we do
Burnin’ up ya amp too bad, blowin’ a fuse
A rap mogul? Nah, nah, we transglobal
CYNE blowin’ up ya spot too
Hot just like Chernobyl
Fuck ya flashy rocks we roll and stay noble
Peace to the fans of course we love Grenoble
So breath to the rhythm
We banging Positronics
Transmit this we Wave Radio College
It’s lights out but I remain in higher office
My speech halogen-bright
Nice this nigga awesome
‘Cause everything we do, my God
Electric blue
Seven thousand watts, we hot, electric blue
Strap it to the battery bang!
That’s what we do
Burnin’ up ya amp too bad, blowin’ a fuse
‘88 style, baby it’s still futuristic
Florescent-lit brain waves stop for Einsteins
I’m that nigga, shine bright mista
Swept off her feet
Gave her power when I kissed her
Yo, legendary rap missionary
Lost at whirlwind visionary wraith
Future scary will the world end?
Now or never, the sunshine weather
The storm blow way beyond, but nah, dog
I’m better
Yo, it’s Luke Skywalker, fire walker
Lord Palmer bullets in the blood say ya
Sorry for the sauna
Cool and collected while you
Other fuckers restless
You listen to my record
Then you wanna call corrections
Flee from the scene, then resume my regime
Flowing through ya circuit boards
Vocal cords… flowing through ya internet
Interject my intellect
Until the dead resurrect on DVD and cassette
Pick it up on Netflix
For the "Young and the Reckless"
Such an 80’s baby, my Club stays Breakfast
Keeping up on ya neighbors
The flavor that you savor
Burning up like a laser
Here and now, I be the lock, load
Blooka Blooka Blao!
Thud and drop, the body getting down
I am the Stephen King of these lethal things
The people sing, putting life to a tomb
Making ya ears ring
Catching the Holy Ghost, so we hope
Chewing on curry goat
Putting grease stains on the lyrics we wrote
The coolest pachyderm to twist a verb
Sometimes he touch the herb
But mainly he sips, just to calm his nerves
And be that smooth nigga, cool water
And be that full finger dope
Momma my sell, so please, holla
And be that pop collar rogue scholar
And be that new kid gimme some gin
A little tonic water
Taking a little sip and let it slip
I am banana clip fully automatic
Flyin’ from the lip
‘Cause everything we do, my God
Electric blue
Seven thousand watts, we hot, electric blue
Strap it to the battery bang!
That’s what we do
Burnin’ up ya amp too bad, blowin’ a fuse
A rap mogul? Nah, nah, we transglobal
CYNE blowin’ up ya spot too
Hot just like Chernobyl
Fuck ya flashy rocks we roll and stay noble
Peace to the fans of course we love Grenoble
So breath to the rhythm
We banging Positronics
Transmit this we Wave Radio College
It’s lights out but I remain in higher office
My speech halogen-bright
Nice this nigga awesome
‘Cause everything we do, my God
Electric blue
Seven thousand watts, we hot, electric blue
Strap it to the battery bang!
That’s what we do
Burnin’ up ya amp too bad, blowin’ a fuse
‘88 style, baby it’s still futuristic
Florescent-lit brain waves stop for Einsteins
I’m that nigga, shine bright mista
Swept off her feet
Gave her power when I kissed her
Yo, legendary rap missionary
Lost at whirlwind visionary wraith
Future scary will the world end?
Now or never, the sunshine weather
The storm blow way beyond, but nah, dog
I’m better
Yo, it’s Luke Skywalker, fire walker
Lord Palmer bullets in the blood say ya
Sorry for the sauna
Cool and collected while you
Other fuckers restless
You listen to my record
Then you wanna call corrections
Flee from the scene, then resume my regime
Flowing through ya circuit boards
Vocal cords… flowing through ya internet
Interject my intellect
Until the dead resurrect on DVD and cassette
Pick it up on Netflix
For the "Young and the Reckless"
Such an 80’s baby, my Club stays Breakfast