One humanoid escapee One android on the run Seeking freedom beneath a lonely desert sun Trying to change its program Trying to change the mode, crack
Traduzione: Corsa. Il corpo elettrico.
give my body chills, perserve my chocolate ties and it's a thrill; I'm sayin that when you swing my way I, get a sudden rush, that entices me not to keep
just to lose my main squeeze Oh guantamena, yuh a killer Gal di way yuh hot have mi body under pressure Man see yuh body all a kill mosquito Hold yuh body
to lose my main squeeze oh guantamena, yuh a killer gal di way yuh have mi body under pressure man see yuh body all a kill mosquito hold yuh body right
(feat. Mr. Short Khop) Supreme gangsta shit We dream gangsta shit [rain pouring] Yes [electric shock, beaker tingling] Yes [knock on dorr] Yeah what
yea) To the top floor I'm pushing it (come on) Need a rush The way that I need ya body And the way ya body touch [Verse 2:] Baby your body is feeling
dips and ego trips, that your money can buy. It's deliciously naughty. Feel a shock to the body. It's electric sugar pop. Your heartbeat's racin' with anticipation. I'm electric
slow Skip a beat and dance with my body Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Skip a beat and move with my body Skip a beat and move with my body
Skip a beat and dance with my body Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Skip a beat and move with my body Skip a beat and move with my body
time again D the enemy - tellin you to hear it They praised the music - this time they play the lyrics Some say no to the album, the show Bum rush
Feel the pulse of steel rush through your veins the dragon burns Off my thoughts go racing Through the streets I'm racing Feel the magic in the air Electric
your ass kicked for talkin backwards Puffin Backwoods, walkin thru the back of the hood No protection, Stapleton section Corrupt life, T.M.F. arch style, we rush
a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow, slow Don't wanna rush
beat and move with my body Yeah, slow, slow Come on and dance with me Yeah, slow Skip a beat and move with my body Yeah, slow, slow Don't wanna rush
is bittersweet No substitute for real pleasure You feed the need that lies in me I've lost all sense to this devotion One touch, and there's a rush of electricity
