Music
Fast paced lyrical straights
Pushing drumbeats into dark ghetto
Grottos, spitting half-life synthetics
Into head thrashing mouths
Hopped up
On Trip-Hop, and Speed Metal
Green liquid fill the shots
Of grunge-green patrons, swimming in stasis
Green Sleep
Strobbed out - As acid
Backbeats drain the human element
From the crowd, moving in synergetic
Motion, Too loud to hear
Made to repeat, a feeling of breathing
By the fingertips of spinning tsars
Serrating chips of samples
Flipped in reverse
Dipped in digital, sickness
Vinyl Bliss, that's it
Rockin' the masses, thirsty for scratches
Beyond the f**k speed disease
But catchy.
Turning even the most reclusive wall rat
Into a maniacally dope - 100 watt strobe.
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