歌曲 | Time Keeps on Slipping |
歌手 | Deltron 3030 |
专辑 | Deltron 3030 |
作词 : Albarn, Dan the Automator ... | |
Yeah, that's the funky funky shit, ay bust it, yo, yo | |
[Verse 1] | |
Deltron tremendous force to end your courssssse. every whim is enforced | |
I send men with torches to raid your fortress | |
And in the process radiate your optics | |
Subconsciously haunt emcees | |
Super human technician atomic inner dimension | |
Too mental with intuition | |
Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you | |
Mapped the route, psychologically crappin' out, what you laughing bout? | |
Imitations getting penetrated in free simulations | |
In my emcee training class remain in mass | |
Never get liquidated convert energy | |
Into matter instantly, with a pen and pad | |
Calculate the Sino graph, heat the center of gravity | |
Abolish apathy graphically packing 380's | |
With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety | |
Fest on your face and neck | |
Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy | |
No malarkey my flows embarking | |
Psionically sparking brain cells til they're sparkling | |
(chorus) x2 | |
No one knows the time passing by. | |
[Verse 2] | |
I remake my universe every time I use a verse | |
To fulfill my destiny, emcees rest in peace | |
Side barriers provide care within | |
From impurities every word sees your attention like third degree | |
I subjugate you other fake performers while the bass of your face | |
No sense you be in attempt fleeting | |
Emcees siphon my likeness | |
Biting my insides like five enchiladas | |
This plain of existence is amazingly different | |
From my orbital oratory always going for the glory | |
You pop wide open from my slice slogans | |
I stay in effect with alien tech | |
Make you wanna say he's the best | |
With synchronization with commendation its armor plated hard to fake it | |
Never carbonated, scar your matrix | |
Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa with my style and energy | |
Del assembling, a realm where anything is possible | |
NASA scientists can't define this mechanical mindset | |
Diamond alignment | |
[Verse 3] | |
Mathematical astro, grapple flow | |
Pterodactyl, very factual crash course, last resort | |
Cast me off, at last we warp to my own world, my own neurological cubbyhole | |
Open the airshaft I'll be there fast! | |
With spare raps to tear back their mass | |
Deltron experimental critical literal | |
Professor test the pitiful | |
Micronautalyst interchangeable | |
All of this gamma grammar far from bema | |
Got mind control bandannas | |
To control your clan with scanners | |
Brand the planet like a band of bandits | |
Who man the cannons and guns with random | |
Sub atomic, love of logic, bug with phonics | |
Tub of chronic low in bridle with controlling ciphers | |
Unraveling rhyme, in traveling time | |
Alien life form mail in a pipe bomb | |
Deltoid life long I write songs | |
Monarch absolute, serve a glass of proof | |
When I vanish leave my spirit in a planet | |
On top of the surface my words and wit emerging |
zuò cí : Albarn, Dan the Automator ... | |
Yeah, that' s the funky funky shit, ay bust it, yo, yo | |
Verse 1 | |
Deltron tremendous force to end your courssssse. every whim is enforced | |
I send men with torches to raid your fortress | |
And in the process radiate your optics | |
Subconsciously haunt emcees | |
Super human technician atomic inner dimension | |
Too mental with intuition | |
Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you | |
Mapped the route, psychologically crappin' out, what you laughing bout? | |
Imitations getting penetrated in free simulations | |
In my emcee training class remain in mass | |
Never get liquidated convert energy | |
Into matter instantly, with a pen and pad | |
Calculate the Sino graph, heat the center of gravity | |
Abolish apathy graphically packing 380' s | |
With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety | |
Fest on your face and neck | |
Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy | |
No malarkey my flows embarking | |
Psionically sparking brain cells til they' re sparkling | |
chorus x2 | |
No one knows the time passing by. | |
Verse 2 | |
I remake my universe every time I use a verse | |
To fulfill my destiny, emcees rest in peace | |
Side barriers provide care within | |
From impurities every word sees your attention like third degree | |
I subjugate you other fake performers while the bass of your face | |
No sense you be in attempt fleeting | |
Emcees siphon my likeness | |
Biting my insides like five enchiladas | |
This plain of existence is amazingly different | |
From my orbital oratory always going for the glory | |
You pop wide open from my slice slogans | |
I stay in effect with alien tech | |
Make you wanna say he' s the best | |
With synchronization with commendation its armor plated hard to fake it | |
Never carbonated, scar your matrix | |
Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa with my style and energy | |
Del assembling, a realm where anything is possible | |
NASA scientists can' t define this mechanical mindset | |
Diamond alignment | |
Verse 3 | |
Mathematical astro, grapple flow | |
Pterodactyl, very factual crash course, last resort | |
Cast me off, at last we warp to my own world, my own neurological cubbyhole | |
Open the airshaft I' ll be there fast! | |
With spare raps to tear back their mass | |
Deltron experimental critical literal | |
Professor test the pitiful | |
Micronautalyst interchangeable | |
All of this gamma grammar far from bema | |
Got mind control bandannas | |
To control your clan with scanners | |
Brand the planet like a band of bandits | |
Who man the cannons and guns with random | |
Sub atomic, love of logic, bug with phonics | |
Tub of chronic low in bridle with controlling ciphers | |
Unraveling rhyme, in traveling time | |
Alien life form mail in a pipe bomb | |
Deltoid life long I write songs | |
Monarch absolute, serve a glass of proof | |
When I vanish leave my spirit in a planet | |
On top of the surface my words and wit emerging |