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Dolby Thomas Flat Earth Hyperactive At the tender age of three I was hooked to a machine just to keep my mouth from spouting junk they must have took me for a fool when they put me in a school 'cause the teacher knew I had the funk but tonight I'm on the edge -- better shut me in the fridge 'cause I'm burning up with the vision in my brain and the music in my veins and the dirty rhythm in my blood they are messing with my heart and they're messing with my heart they are messing with my heart and they're messing with my -- ripping me apart! hyperactive when I was small hyperactive now I'm grown hyperactive and the night is young semaphore out on the floor messages from outer space deep heat for the feet the rhythm of your heartbeat 'cause the music of the street, it isn't any rapattack I can reach into your homes like an itch in your headphones you can't turn it up I'm the shape in your back room I'm the breather on the phone and I'm burning up but there's one thing I must say before they lock me up again --- you'd be safer at the back when I'm having an attack! hyperactive when I was small hyperactive now I'm tall hyperactive as the day is long hyperactive in my bones hyperactive in your phones hyperactive and the night is young hyperactive when I was small hyperactive now I'm grown hyperactive till I'm dead and gone stand up hyperactivate! get up hyperactivate! wise up hyperactivate! stand up hyperactivate! Europe hyperactivate! South Bronx hyperactivate! London hyperactivate! |
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