Thursday, April 28, 2011

Tribute to Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith): Earth People

EARTH PEOPLE"S"

 First Patient, high-jack your mind, remove the fascism
Break broken spines, ether metal scythe raking answers
Mach-ic terran-ic android voodoo power
Tropic of cancer silent dark x-wing blitz Amp-x
Dark ice ether currency gauge coolant cooling fusion star cores
Wra-hex-a-gone ether, ill-ithium-naughti toxic-chants
Against the grain sticky friction tar baby debacle
React with Excalibur Protocol Dreadn(not)aught Dire Wolf Core Full Frontal Assault
Armed with a 6 barreled Gatling ether shock glitch cannon
Believe THIS, existing becoming directivic on the Earth Planet
My skin is blue and black, war-mind mean
Astronaut fetus aborted, dead like a bone
As rocket trajectory calibrates, solid chaotic, main-slating
Nothing machines awaken, same data, same grid systems

Earth Peoples, Citadel and Oregon
Earth Peoples, I was born on Pluto

Now my mind gauntlets on, U cannot tell me I(eye) am not
With the Silent Dark Echelon U.S.A. Rogue Squadron
Emissary of dread with aliens rotting mind
Down down down 3-D quantum mechanical veil concrete
Obsolete abortivic antiquates, compunding compacting soul grinding dead ether sounds
As I(eye) calibrate elegantly enter-dependently
Ether economic write-ic got scrumptious snacks
In capsule Alpha Beta my Grid is Legendary
For a reaction and response to Who/They
Identification Code: U-dentified
All seeing eye(I) stellar-erratic, pressed an ether glyph, masked my face
They/Who recognized me(what), I turned invisible
Made myself liquidic treadactic lucid, reappeared to you visual
Warp teleport camouflage, baked like a junker shelled corpse
Face the fact, I(eye) grids the planet earth everyday
Nuclear primed, prepare, 4 T.H.I.S.
Grave 353 Severe visual
Earth Peoples, Fat Apple and Portland
Earth People, I was born on Mars

Stellar copacetic Ranger, tin cans and string contact wire, send artificials
I(eye) program 3 and leave earth through the seamless thin low dim portals
My numbers 7-0-9-353-686-E-X-L-53
Processor electronic chip core: 3-3-5
Photon shadow level, standing on Terminus Longanus
Inside out through hex-rex-a-gons fighting pentagons
Changing green skin, my peach bronze color's comin back again
I'm opalescent iridescent this time, come in Bifrost
Look at the blue lights and y'all see my nirvanic rapier nueronic con-fig glowic
Five colors: green, black, red, fuschia...blue

Earth Peoples, Citi-Dell and Oregon
Earth Peoples, I emigrated to Uranus

 

Dr Octagon Earth People Lyrics

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/dr+octagon/earth+people_20043166.html

Verse 1

First patient, pull out the skull, remove the cancer
Breakin' his back, chisel necks for the answer
Supersonic bionic robot voodoo power
Equator ex my chance to flex skills on Ampex
With power meters and heaters gauge anti-freeze
Octagon oxygen, aluminum intoxicants
More ways to blow blood cells in your face
React with four bombs and six fire missiles
Armed with seven rounds of space doo-doo pistols
You may not believe, livin' on the Earth planet
My skin is green and silver, warhead lookin' mean
Astronauts get played, tough like the ukelele
As I move in rockets, overriding, levels
Nothing's aware, same data, same system

Chorus

Earth People, New York and California
Earth People, I was born on Jupiter x4

Verse 2

Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space
With the National Guard United States Enterprise
Diplomat of swing with aliens at my feet
Comin' down the rampart through beam on the street
Obsolete computes, compounds and dead sounds
As I locate intricately independent
Economic rhymer got savoury store food
In Capsule D my program is ability
For a reaction and response to a no-one
Identification Code: Unidentified
I got cosmophonic, pressed a button, changed my face
You recognised, so what? I turned invisible
Made myself clear, reappeared to you visual
Disappear again, zapped like a android
Face the fact, I fly on planets every day
My nucleus friend, prepare, I return again
My 7XL is not yet invented

Repeat chorus

Verse 3

Space Ranger, contact tubes, send synthetics
I program one and go to Earth through the fax machine
My number's Seven-Oh-Nine Seven-Five-Five Six-E-L-Three
Computer File: Nine-Three
Digital level, standing on the terminal
Upside down through polygons fightin' pentagons
Changin' blue skin, my brown colour's comin' back
I'm psychedelic this time, come in rainbow
Look at the green lights and y'all see my brain glow
Five colours: yellow, black and red and green...purple


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