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the prodigy - 3 kilos
(Instrumental)
the prodigy - action radar
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby [3x]
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby [2x]
A little action is all I need [8x]
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up [2x]
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby [2x]
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need [8x]
Radar...
Got a fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby [2x]
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need [4x]
the prodigy - smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
Change my pitch up.
Smack my bitch up.
the prodigy - android
Android
You know
what time
it is?
the prodigy - baby s got a temper
You can see me coming from a mile off
Once again ignite the skyline
She ' s gonna be printed on money
Just like your royal family
(This ain ' 't no holiday)
This time there can be no funeral
I ' m vibing, can ' t you feel me?
We love Rohypnol, she got Rohypnol
We take Rohypnol
Just forget it all
We love Rohypnol, she got Rohypnol
We take Rohypnol
Just forget it all
Just forget it all
This baby ' s got a temper
This baby ' s got a temper
This baby ' s got a temper
You ' ll never tame her
You can see me do another parallel
Better bow down your not worthy
( Hey get off my planet, Yeah)
Last time I ' ll be your prisoner
No name no number
(revolving, dissolving)
Shooting through the trap door
What I think don ' t matter anymore
I'm vibing, can ' t you feel me?
We love Rohypnol, she got Rohypnol
We take Rohypnol
Just forget it all
We love Rohypnol, she got Rohypnol
We take Rohypnol
Just forget it all
This baby ' s got a temper
This baby ' s got a temper
This baby ' s got a temper
You ' ll never tame her
This baby ' s got a temper
You ' ll never tame her
the prodigy - back 2 skool
Take you back to school (Take You)
Take you back to school
To teach you how to build bombs
the prodigy - benny blanco
Hey, remember me? benny blanco from the bronx?
What the f**k are you lookin at? (only the fake version
contains this line)
Everytime we play, we are the ruffest, we are the ruffest ¨c
see!
All together, all together, all together, all together
the prodigy - break & enter
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
the prodigy - breathe
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.
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.
Breathe with me.
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
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
the prodigy - brown
Bring him on!
(distorted vocals)
One, two, three, rock!
Come on!
(distorted vocals)
Roger that scan I've got a contact and locked on
the prodigy - bug powder dust
(section 2 at 0:00)
[i think it's time to discuss your ¡ ah ¡
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor]
Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a danish brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wrecking a crew
I'm like bill lee whacking when he's in tangiers
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smoking on something s'you could say I'm scorching.
I never been the type to rap up a well
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you looking for kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse
(refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust a mugwump jism
And the wild boys running into some tripping
Led into control about the big brothah
Try like hard to not blow my cover
Who's that man in the windowpane
Got something on his tongue and it's starting to stain
Show nuff equip so wop n'get dancester
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bond style so I'm singing day glow
Waking up the dead like serpent and the rainbow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
(...)
the prodigy - can t complain
[Telephone Ringing]
Hello...hello...
Yo what up, man!?
Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck it sound like, man?
What the fuck you calling so early for, man!?
What the fuck time is it!?
It's like 3 o'clock, man,
Thought you was coming to get me, man!?
...Shit, my bad son
Please, man, come get me man,
Before I choke this bitch, man!
Hurry up son, man it's like 90 man,
Let's get some hoes or something
What up, dun!?
Same ol' shit
No doubt, ain't nothing new...
Let's take a little spin, dun, word up
...Open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke
We got the Benzo flooded with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat a taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
Debatin' on the latest rhyme wars where units don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my thrills puttin' other nigga's skills to sleep
Catch chills off'a infamous beats
Swing the trees doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee ?use we can't have the medicine canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights like that
Ay yo dun, hold that down and turn it around
Dirty as fuck, thugs drugs and guns, d's and fatigues
T.N.T. hopin' out of MPV's
Surprise all'a fuck out of me
Got rubber Glocks pointed at me
Ay yo twin, what the fuck...
[Twin]
They had us layed out on the ground holdin' us down
With gats to back of our heads was goin' down
I wasn't us that held up that bitch you got
Where's the proof, man!? Let me speak to my attorney
I know the routine, don't try to throw me
I been gettin' knocked since 12 and my moms tried to scold me
...But all that told me to get in more shit
Ay yo P', (what up) you my co-d, we both get knocked
What you did with that half'a tree? (right in my sock)
Yo, I hope these fuckin' dicks won't find the stash spot
Dun, you know how I get down!?
Yo I'm ready to bounce
Do the 100 yard-dash and tear ass
If my other half was alive we woulda got killt
Âz dun woulda went for the guns and got ill
Plus I gots cracks on me, they foundt the cracks on me
Looked at'em, gave'em back to me
I could swore they was takin' us in
Then the lady in the car said, that's not them
Locked us up, told me I could keep the drugs
They didn't give a fuck, they was only lookin' for guns
An' you ain't gotta tell us twice
We hopped in the car and slid off
On our way up-town for more of that funk
P' lit the tree back up got off the Tri-burrough,
Hit the Henry Huds' let's slide through the Rutgers
I'll the windows down cuz infamous mobb bumpers...
[Prodigy]
...Skip To My Lou had the crowd jumpin'
Took a walk through the park frontin'
Didn't even have to hurt nuttin'
Man I love it, ain't nothin' like summer in New York
Hear Infamous Thoughts, then the Dream Team music starts
Damn, we young black entrepeneurs
New York Pricks and Dicks can't stop our floss
We like organized crime, the fuckin' Mobb
I'm only twenty-six playin' wit' serious cards
Dead serious cash, luxurious labs
Learn to balance fame with pain, you can't complain
[Chinky Sings X]
Jus' another day livin' in the hood...
Jus' another day around the way...
Feelin' good today...oh no we can't complain
Jus' another day...livin' in New York...
Dealin' with the jakes and the snakes...
Feelin' good today...we hit'em up cuz we here to stay...
the prodigy - charly
Charly says:
Always tell your mommy
Before you go off somewhere
Little beat of bass
Little beat of raas
Charly says: bass
Charly says: raas
Bass, bass, bass
Little beat of bass,
Little beat of bass,
Little beat of raas
Little beat of bass
Little beat of raas.
the prodigy - claustrophobic sting
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
the prodigy - climbatize
(Instrumental)
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