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the tape
Get the bass

One hundred plus one
Multitrack 
Patch bay, patch bay

EQ low cut
Free post
Frequency one thousand

La da, da, da
VCO
VCA
metastasizing
Tumors of evangelists and ads for vinyl siding
The city some cheap EQ with the mids pushed up
In the one long note of "we"

Too far to walk
accelerator.                          remove aller. e.q. taller. 

bleed retention, re-tooth a cut going to be tanned fantasy 
         hem gonna meet
6EQ, and it's bigger than it came in 
It's like a rocket to a caveman 
Talking on a cell phone, staring into space, man 
Don't look up it's the Wow!
Ugh, ugh, scorpion sting crush
A.T.U. with DJ EQ

Come on, "Come on"
Come on, "Come on" Scorpion sting crush
Come on, "Come on"
Butterfly wing
paradise leavin you parasites under
Ground, beef is shredded, paramedics'll greet you
I defeat crews with parametric EQ's
All types of anastetics'll be used
sound 

Bounty 
1. Well tek in da soun yah bass and tek in da sound yah treble 
Everything EQ sound balance an well level 
Top end a gwaan good
got wet up
Im on a mission, scrambling my enemies transmission
When he least expect it, run up in his h-q
Hi I.Q., every verse is e-q ued
Slither like
[Chorus: x2]

Some cat bought the same model and thought he was equal
But he lost the battle 'cause he couldn't freak the EQ's
He shoulda known better
drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play connect the dots
Leanin'
once I struck the match off my bomber

     
Adjust this, til its EQ'ed like never
Watch a mega watt bang spot, raise the lever
Its operation
E-Q, she is the groupie and we are the group
And this my solo so take my photo,
My numba' 1 fan Mrs. I'm with the band.
Yeah!

[Chorus: x2]
fuck her waist off, the martian
She hops on my rocket and take off,
5-4-3-2, mic check E-Q, she is the groupie and we are the group
And this my solo so
on your body's EQ
Low but thick though like the base in a six-fo'
So here we go (here we go) we bunny hoppin'
I hit the switches baby, you keep it
shock from my flow
Bitches on my dick (oh no) they on my dildo
Do re mi fa so la ti do
I get the money money, I get dough
Eq the equalizer for the stereo
into hell again
A-hem, One, two, check me too, loose wreck
See through, your gooseneck, EQ

His name's doom
They wonder just who is he
But don't
Busting out from underneath just to rise to this occasion
And sneak through Swollen Members freaks you with E.Q.
Putting in work and I got lots of girls
sound 

Bounty 
1. Well tek in da soun yah bass and tek in da sound yah treble 
Everything EQ sound balance an well level 
Top end a gwaan good
sound 

Bounty 
1. Well tek in da soun yah bass and tek in da sound yah treble 
Everything EQ sound balance an well level 
Top end a gwaan good
two one two mike check
I'm out for hot in e.q. my steps
I don't use bad grammar so please excuse this
I'm just tryin' to let niggas know who I is
you're rolling through the hood I know you're gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the e.q. and let the speakers hum

[Chorus]
We
sound 

Bounty 
1. Well tek in da soun yah bass and tek in da sound yah treble 
Everything EQ sound balance an well level 
Top end a gwaan good
to leave and call her a thot
Shit, you can like it or not
I'm coming straight out the pot
Still got some eq in my stock
Nigga I ain't gotta lie
Nigga I ain't
Busting out from underneath just to rise to this occasion
And sneak through Swollen Members freaks you with E.Q.
Putting in work and I got lots of girls
and enters into Kwame Ture

[Chorus]

In the streets there is no EQ, no di-do-di-do-di-do
So I grab the air and speak through the code
the devil cannot