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Dimension 3

 

Dimension 3

(álbum: Foreverlution - 2011)


Power on, fuel for the rocketship
Demolishing, impact of a hollow tip
Astonishing, day-dot 'til apocalypse, posse shit
He's got the whole world watching him

Power on, fuel for the rocketship
Demolishing, impact of a hollow tip
Astonishing, day-dot 'til apocalypse, posse shit
He's got the whole world watching him

Engage, activate
Punch in the code name on the interface
Each neuron is interlaced with the strength of a tidal wave
The last warrior in cyber space
Well equipped for the next phase, vision straight, x-ray renegade
Brain engraved on his chest plate
Armour he rocks is a mad blend of nanofibres
That's stronger than the silk of ten Black Widow spiders
Shoot a laser beam straight out his eyeball, fire
See what ya doing with the lights off
On that blue collar scholarship, cruising in his rocketship
Shooting hollow tips out his posse lips
Tech gloves give him an infinite type of power
Wrecks squads quick as a million miles an hour
Es-cape planet Earth, traverse the universe
To return to planet of his birth

Power on, fuel for the rocketship
Demolishing, impact of a hollow tip
Astonishing, day-dot 'til apocalypse, posse shit
He's got the whole world watching him

He's got eyes in the back of his head
Cyanide strength saliva that reacts with his breath
Relax and you're dead! This ain't halo brother
He's axing your xbox, smashing in your desktop, there ain't no other
Fuck go-go gadget, yo he's oh so savage
Making Suge Knight look like Frodo Baggins
Plus the popo's yapping, but they ain't got a plan, not a chance
You can't contraband a hologram, nah
Robotic man, split an atom with a sonic boom
Catch him spitting plasma at the fricking Motley Crue
Like 'wha-whatcha gonna do? '
Bookmark your good arm?
Download, reboot, fix-up, look sharp
Bombers shit, like painters on a trainline, stronger than [?]
He's not even phased by a great white
He takes time, stealth with his movements
Welcome to the future, assume the position, let's do this

Power on, fuel for the rocketship
Demolishing, impact of a hollow tip
Astonishing, day-dot 'til apocalypse, posse shit
He's got the whole world watching him

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