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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Damon Albarn
Stimme und Gesang
Del the Funky Homosapien
Stimme und Gesang
Kid Koala
Kratzen
Lou Donaldson
Sampling-Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Damon Albarn
Songwriter:in
Dan the Automator
Songwriter:in
Del the Funky Homosapien
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dan the Automator
Produzent:in
Howie Weinberg
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Lyrics
Yeah, that's the funky, funky shit, ay bust it, yo, yo
Deltron tremendous force to end your course, 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
No one knows the time, pass me by
No one knows the time, pass me by
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
No one knows the time, pass me by
No one knows the time, pass me by
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, grind the planet like a band of bandits
Who man the cannons and guns with random
Subatomic, 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 with emerging
No one knows the time, pass me by
No one knows the time, pass me by
Pass me, pass me by
Time, time, pass me by
Writer(s): Damon Albarn, Teren Delvon Jones, Daniel M. Nakamura
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