PRODIGY (FULL) LYRICS - 2

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]






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 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, you're 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 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




BEEN CAUGHT STEALING


(Section 2 at 4:03)

Ive been caught stealing
Once when I was 5...
I enjoy stealing
Its just as simple as that
Well, its just a simple fact
When I want something
And dont want to pay for it
I walk right through the door
Walk right through the door
Hey all right! If I get by, its mine
Mine all mine!




BREAK & ENTER


Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth




BREAKİN' BELLS


(Lyrics that are in parenthenses are uncertain)
(If you can correct these parts, please email me!)

When it comes to smokin lyrics (then this rappers on track?)
(Production ??? between my brain I will wreck?)
No matter what the job Im asked Ill always do it well
My skill my perpetual Ill only excel
(To a power Ill remain?) superior to all
Ill handle any task no matter big or small
For my rapping capability, Im never underrated
When it comes to smokin lyrics, Im always nominated.
Im the number one contender in the hip-hop race
(All the penalties Im falling from for?) now u must face
The ultimate challenger, of course thats me
Super rapper T-La Rock, Im the (greatest?) MC
With my voice so stimulating, feels so seductive
One cant help but find themselves reluctant
To attend the performance of another vocalist
(And so it will follow to rap like this?)





BREATHE


Breathe with me

Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane

Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, youre the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale

(Something like Like a fool or Microphone)

Breathe with me

Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psychosomatic addict insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game Ill test ya
Psycho-somatic addict insane

Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, youre the victim
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale

Come breathe with me
Breathe with me




BUG POWDER DUST

(Section 2 at 0:00)

[I think its 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 Im a wreckin a crew
Im like Bill Lee whacking when hes in Tangiers
And now Im out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin on somethin syou could say Im scorchin
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 lookin for Kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse

(Refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust a mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin into some trippin
Led into control about the Big Brothah
Try like hard to not blow my cover

Whos that man in the windowpane
Got somethin on his tongue and its startin to stain
Sho nuff equip so wop nget dancester
Butt bond my ladder and youll get beat down
Hash bond style so Im singin day glow
Wakin 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
(...)



BULWOLTH (THEY LIKE TALK ABOUR IT WHILE WE LIVE IT)




[Featuring KRS One Method Man KAM]
[Prodigy]
Aiyyo wordup Dunn
Man you know how I feel
Gotta be more to it than this word up
*Doing an impression of Scarface*
This what it s all about Dunn? Uh?
Eating drinking fucking sucking (Can t understand)
Whattup I don t know baby
Nah man it s not it s not yo word up
I m tellin you right now
I know this shit though aiyyo
Disagreeable, foul energy, tryin to
absorb my energy, knowin it s the strength of me
Take a few to give me a edge
My green light shine bright, Kryptonite type
Fully operational, my physical cream
Put the bottles of smoke down, pick up a magazine
Popped it inside the AR-15
Put it aside, round up the regime
While you rely on religion, I hold a nine
on the mission, to pull fire on your opposition
Revelation was the vision of this
Crack the heavens, it s time to bring the business, shit
My story goes back to them lost Pyramids
I m seeing things that you won t believe exists
He use a Lunar-tick, suspended in time Dunn
The secondary light got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until ?popular? guns
But are you really prepared, for the things to come?
[KRS-One]
Check it out
True underground sound from the Boogie Down
Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out these racists, at Rolling Stone
Spin Details and other places, KRS is The Source
Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off course
You ll print about Black Mayors, Black Senators
Why you ain t got no Black Editors?
Everytime I do an interview in Rolling Stone
They sendin me a writer that look like he s Home Alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the microphone
This has got to stop -- your whole spot
is blown sky high, battle why try?
My view is bird s eye, scopin with my third eye
You don t understand, why you re publically banned
until you recognize the writing skills of a black man
Black Editor, all of us ain t thuggin
Gossiping over who s homosexual
Some of us are Black Intellectuals, up in Harlem World
You can t get with me, so now in Midtown
you wanna stop and talk to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?
Look I m burnin this
[Method Man]
How many didn t want to see it happen
Street moves, live from Staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin
Hate to see a brother do good through legal action
So you sabotage and throw a Def in the Squad
Fo -fo s blastin, keep the po-po flashin
these Dark Soul Assassins, Jake s hate the Gods with a passion
So I keep it movin in an orderly, fashion
Pedal to the floor -- peep the Jim Crow law, mind control theory
Y all niggaz don t hear me, Generation Next
Droppin fast who s next, next to get wet
by the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
is reality the truth, the whole truth and
nothin but the truth, taste is the proof
These niggaz want the Juice, and in the crossfire
be the youth, who didn t learn to duck when they shoot
[KAM]
What kind of party is this, it s that political kind
Where America s best, most hypocritical minds
Try they hands at keepin y all deaf dumb and blind
And for the right dollar sign, do white collar crime
behind suits, and clean shaves
I confuse em and use em as tools and slaves
Because my schools is graves and jobs is plantations --
I robs the damn nation
so I can live in luxury, you fucks with me
You marryin the dirt and I ma throw in the tux for free
I tell the people what they wanna hear
I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me every year
So when the coast is clear, I stop duckin
and start back doin dope, cussin and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave and smile for flicks
That s my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-Six convicts, lyin is automatic
in the government, Republican or Democratic
Fuck Freedom, Justice and Equality
Nigga just accept my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy

CHARLY

Original version
Charly says always tell your mummy before you go off somewhere
Charly says always tell your mummy before you go off somewhere
Charly says always tell your mummy before you go off somewhere

Trip Into Drum & Bass version
Little bit of bass
Little bit of raas

Charly says bass
Charly says raas
Bass, bass, little bit of bass, little bit of bass, little bit of raas (Note)
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas



CLAUSTROPHOBIC STING

My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing



CRAZY MAN

This one's for those who are crazy!
Crazy, crazy, cra-cr-
Crazy, crazy, cra-cr-




DEATH OF THE PRODIGY DANCERS


Well this is where I kill the dancer
Watch the MC kill the dancer
Death of the Prodigy dancer
Come on, come on
Gonna take you with me
Gonna kill you, gonna rock you
Gonna move you, gonna groove you
Tonight, come on

Let it rock, let it move, let it move you, let it use you
Let it move you, let it move you, let it move you

One for the troubles
Two for the time
Three for the lyrics
Four for the rhyme

Come on now
Let it rock, let it rock
Pump it up, rock it up
Dont stop to the fuckin core

Maxim Reality is talking to you (?)

Let it rock you, let it rock you
Let it move you, let it groove you
Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock

Let it rock you, let it rock you, let it rock you
Let it rock you, let it rock you

Wheres the response?
Wheres the response?
Death of the Prodigy dancer
Watch me kill the dancer!
Im a kill the dancer! (a = gonna)

Come on!
Gonna kill you, gonna send you to the grave tonight, oh yea thats right!
Let it rock, let it move
Let it move you, let it use you!
Let it rock you, dont you stop!

Gonna take you to the other side(???) C word up(???)
Let it move, let it move, let it move
Let it move you
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Get ready

One for the troubles
Two for the time
Three for the lyrics
Four for the rhyme

Let it rock you, let it move you

Dont you stop, gonna take you
To the top, oh yea
Youll fail, were for real

Oh no!






DIESEL POWER


Yo, I used to check out lyrics upon the format
Build with skill with technique C computer A-DAT
My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm
I get hyped, think, thought flow

Acrobat, sync the track, pump the track
Dance missions, clubs (close?) like spores react by (past?)
Strong visions, and hurrying more
Reflects on the dancefloor

Flow it up (blowing up?) and having mad people showing up (Note)
Packing crowds, jam packed venues
Needles collapse, while atmospheres continues
Sprinkle that, winnin like that, movin like that, hittin like that

The melody is fat (phat?) (Note)
Yeah, Im on the energy source
The cosmic boss with Prodigy
Different astrology, my intellects the power (devour?)

With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...

We spin back rewind C Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantasically
It has to be, automatically
Check it out C you better work it out

Change to another route
My techniques, strategies, abilities
I leave cords of mikes hanging like spring leads
You would try so fast (do a track?), beyond the human eye

Lyrical tactics, vocal gymnastics
Es and pepped up, you get scrapped up (Note)
Smacked up, backed up, your crews all cracked up
Checking flow, pick choose, quick, you cant stick

My medical brains a strangers angles (My medical ? metaphor range is as strange as angles?)
You get tangled, twisting side effects us (twist inside affections?)
Channels repeat, complete, cant compete
Check that our texture, mind adventure

Exploit the point, it attracts to devour
My intellects proceed C with diesel power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...

Back attack C and whack patch
Youre faxing me C you dont want none
High quality acts should be still standing
Damaging your other manic

Quick reverse C potent as the first verse
My amplifier blows on your worlds higher
Worlds sire, cuts like a barbed wire
Record player, I pull up on you every day

Fast forward, I move and I swings toward
Exit load, put your brain in right mode
Selected mix, the man will perfect the fix (the man with perfected fix?) has lightly bite me
Copy zimmers (Xerox?), cops handblocks

You cant knock some out there
Ill be (upbeat?) lifting, shifting, persisting, intelligent kingpin
Keepin astrology
As I roll with Prodigy

With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...

Model 706-8073-421, Robot Sonic

Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...





DON'T BE A FOLLOWER


[Prodigy]
It go hip-hop on our block
always lead to some fights and gun shots
niggas need to stop that bullshit hop
unless its really necessary to get hopped
you got asshole pulling out busting on pounds
just to hear the sound or to see the crowd bounce
niggas need to save that shit for outside
or take all that noise up the block dunn aiight un
staying at the times you got to drug a man
but godamn, you fucking up my pussy plan
fuck it
ya'll niggas never learn, so why should I concern
after the show I'll grab my click and the tires burn
off to the next pavilion
the infamous men, women, and children
stick together like dry ce-ment pieces
our story go too long for rap lines
too many of my niggas died on the front lines
the Mobb history go too deep for rhyme
could you feel a pain in the trilogy of my regiment
please do
we write these for you
with the hope that my words sink through
like on the page how the ink do
hey yo dunn check it
my every hour that passes
is guaranteed packed
cause the hour that's gone ain't never coming back
Im tired of wasted days
my eyes EAndJ glaze
romp you tools flooded with smoke fumes
make faster moves
my raps can't lose
especially against you
how soon we forget niggas minds be getting absent
not gone for a minute
ya'll niggas trying to shit
it's time for Pee to turn back on the light switch
and pull your faggot ass click out the darkness
yo its QB, queer bastard we queens best
a quiet bullet will do yo ass justice
why you stupid fuck look at you now
I can't believe how these niggas now-a-days gets down
he just a clown from a foul part of town
who barely blent in
he took my words on some personal shit
he just self-conscience
trying to flip on some desperate shit
don't be stupid
the mobb been through it
don't be a follower and get yo ass led to the fire




EVERYBODY IN THE PLACE

Everybody s in the place let s go
Everybody s in the place let s go
Everybody s in the place let s go



FIRE


(This first part is only on the single version)
Are you feeling C in the party?
Are you feeling C are you ready?
Are you feeling C in the party?
Are you feeling C are you ready, are you ready?

I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!
I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!
I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!

Fire, fire, fire, fire!

When I was a youth I used to burn cali weed in a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla
When I was a youth I used to burn cali weed in a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla
When I was a youth I used to burn cali weed in a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla
Now youre rockin!
When I was a youth I used to burn cali weed in a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla a Rizla C Fire
Now youre rockin!

I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!
I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!
I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you... fire!




FIRESTARTER

I m the trouble starter, punkin instigator
I m the fear addicted, danger illustrated

I m a firestarter, twisted firestarter
You re the firestarter, twisted firestarter
I m a firestarter, twisted firestarter

I m the bitch you hated, filth infatuated yeah
I m the pain you tasted, well intoxicated

I m a firestarter, twisted firestarter
You re the firestarter, twisted firestarter

I m the self inflicted, mind detonator yeah
I m the one infected, twisted animator

I m a firestarter, twisted firestarter
You re the firestarter, twisted firestarter
I m a firestarter, twisted firestarte

  FUEL MY FIRE


I ve got word of thanks
Thanks that I d like to say
For the rage that I feel
The rage that I feel today

Gotta stack, gotta stack
Stack of chips on my shoulder
In everything I do cause I made, I made
I made the mistake of trusting you

Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
People like you just burn!
You liar, you liar, you liar, you liar!

Yeah, my layers are thick
And I got a bad attitude
Yeah, that knife in my back
Has fingerprints that belong to you

Got a grudge, got a grudge
Got a grudge that I m holding for as long as I live
Cause you lied, you lied, you lied to my face
And that s something that I can t forgive

Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
People like you just burn!
You liar, you liar, you liar, you liar!

Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel my fire
While people like you just burn!
You liar, you liar, you liar, you liar!




FULL THROTTLE

Were going full throttle




FUNKY SHIT


Oh my god that s the funky shit!






G FORCE

Countdown, baby, get ready to go!
OR
Non-stop energy left but you go
...
Everybody
...
(woo)






GET UP GET OFF

You got to get up
If you wanna get

I hate people that ain't movin' their shoes
and I hate everybody that I see not feelin' my groove
I like rhymes that be quick as we be takin' the bar
but I hate everybody that don't like electric guitars and I
hate people who think they can dose up their medicine fuckin' with venom... and I
twista... show them the force I'd like to see somebody talkin shit get turned up a corpse
only model with the ones that got the wickedest drawers... kick it with ya'll

but I hate phony ass people
and I hate having no dro
and I hate bitchy-ass clubs that don't be havin no bitches that break it down to the floor
and I hate when I can't help somebody
and I hate when I ain't got dough
and I hate everyone feelin twista and prodigy rockin' music party music control

You've got to get up
If you wanna get off

Keep your eyes open... so I can stop you from blinkin
Make you feel... try to see what you're thinkin
Through the hole in your dome while I'm holding my own
Get so cold in the zone I'm destroying my clone
I can fill the fuckin' room up with torture and pain..
lyrical... is coursing my veins
It's the trilogy of terror... from my era
... agility that I scare ya because I hate ya'll





GIRLS

(MAN [X5])
(WOMAN [X4])
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls

Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money

Girls

(WOMAN [X2])
Travel fast
Have a blast
Travel fast
Make it last
Girls, Girls Round the world!

(WOMAN [X3])
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls

(WOMAN [X12])
about Girls




GIVE THE DRUMMER SOME


(Section 1 at 3:28)

(Intro)
One two, one two
Ultramagnetics in full effect
We talkin about givin the drummer some
You know what, Kool Keith, yo, tell em whats on your mind

(Kool Keith)
Im ready and now its my turn to build
Uplift, get swift, then drift off... and do my own thing
Switch up change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up like a pimp
For any rapper who attempt to wear Troops and step on my path
Im willing as a A-1 General Rhyme Enforcer 235 on a rhyme test
Whatever group or vest in line I put em all behind
Play MC Ultra as a warning sign of my skill, and what my mind deserves
I smell a grape in the duck preserves and
Who deserves the right to be king of the screen
And shout wack poetry what, are you buggin
Germs that want to law me, quit it, before I heat your ear off
Let your burn deduct another year off rappin for a face Im slappin
Gimme applause when hands start clappin, now give the drummer some





HOT RIDE


You hear me [x3]
Up, up and away in my beautiful my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful my beautiful balloon [x2]
Now get out!

Gimme [x20]
Give me a ride!

Hot ride in my air balloon
Skippin fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walking talkie, one hand down!

You hear me [x2]

Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon [x2]

I'll put you out!

Gimme [x20]
Give me a ride!

Gimme [x20]
Give me a ride!

Hot ride in my air balloon
Skippin fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walkie talkie, one hand down

Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Minds made up, theres no luck when time leaves you

Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Times made up, theres no luck when time leaves you

You gotta...

PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!

You gotta...

PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!

You gotta...

PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!

You gotta...

PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!