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Walking With Shadows

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

One day on the block. I was speaking to a close partner. A black Caddie rolled up. (I shot ya). I felt my soul reach back thru times. With my youth was cold and gritty.


Swarm

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

Cut him. Somebody take flight from this stage to the crowd below. And expose a bloody nose from the the flows of your elbows. No crowd control. . This is no holds barred, we gonna brawl.



Rock On

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

This is the response after the passing of a dark storm. And exhales from 5 headed dragons. Swinging temperature to bring fright to Fahrenheit. Can I hit your hold dog pile and leave with a razor blade smile?.


Ricochet

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

Rush, rush rush, rush. Rush, rush, rush. I hold your attention, protect yourself at all time. This is war, ready, aim, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire. .


Pump

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

Are you ready for a brother. With a mouth full of hand grenades?. Watch a brothers tongue serenade. With the grace of a razor blade over butter. In the middle of a heat wave, peep ways.


Kerosene

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

Intergalactic gas surrounds the core of the solar. Now I'm born a supernova, blow your mind to bipolar. I switch my league from the degrees of lava. Back to the surface of the solar.


I Shot Lucifer

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

This is me, black and most hated in all fifty. From Genocide to Swastikas and right wing committees. This is me, the witness to governmental conspiracy.


Hands To The Roof

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

I bang the whip in the parkin' lot. Step out sparklin' a medallion as I listen to the club hop. Step in the spot, head noddin', countin' big faces. Now I'm plottin' how to get the freaks out the silk laces.


Freaks

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

I been malignant, my brain, it desecrate your evolution. Mass produce rhymes with liquid biofusion. In a cesspool, I'm hazardous, I step in the club. I resurrect the dance floor like I'm Lazaryth from the cabinet.


Break The Chains

Artist: Bionic Jive
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

My approach to danger. Political sabotage for death in front of abortion clinics. The American pastime is murder at high schools. And pipe bombs at the Olympics.



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