Oversættelse: Hurtig reaktion. Ikke om en pige.
t you know you're just like the rest-you're society's clone and just like a product on a shelf you can be bought or you can be sold [Chorus:] But your negative reaction
's heaven sent So I've got to hang out all my hang-ups Because of the boogie I feel so hell bent, hey, hey It's just an instant gut reaction, that I
It's psychological warfare, endorphin's I effect Your self-esteem shatters as dialect Comes blastin' out your deck, she loves me Such a passion, you'd expect this sort of reaction
reaction as leaders look to you, attacking Choose and renounce, throwing chains to the floor Kill or be killing, faster sins correct the flow Casting giant shadows off fast
parking, lot wit no cars Cell block, wit no bars World wit no wars, L.A. wit no stars Check this out, I can heal your broken heart So don't be so fast to react
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah No self-control (A chain reaction as my body lets go) A strange kind of light (The tempo takes me and the circuit excites) (Magnetic
my laughter My grove takes my life To a live firecracker Never sleep All my dreams end in disaster Life in the fast lane just got faster What's your
bug, nigga It's in my blood Niggas like me turn niggas like you into hustelers Fuckin wit us, fuckin wit us! Verse 2: [yukmouth] It's in my veins Like a chain-reaction
got my mind in a trance, posted on da side tryin to make an advance, give a champ a chance you gotta mean lil stance, Sweat driven eye coz you move so fast
You're so captivatin', just this time I pull on my cape And B cap to save 'em Your flava, so distinct I used to react fast, now, I'm so slow to think
I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper Real for stacks, leaving kids no headroom like Max Try to react, but you were never calm And never, could kick
B and C, answers D All of the above I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper real for stacks Leaving kids no headroom like Max Try to react, but you were
days when she used to have wings She had a dream full of anger She had a dream full of action Afraid to get old She feels so cold Such a typical reaction
When she used to have wings She had a dream full of anger She had a dream full of action Afraid to get old, she feels so cold Such a typical reaction
A-dat My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm I get hype, think thought flow Acrobat, sink the track, pump the track Transmissions, close like spores react
boy. Yeah! Hey bike boy. Yeah! Riding fast. Riding clean. Cut it close through the main stream. Bike boy. Yeah! Hey big boy. Yeah! Moving fast looking
the tip and shake that shit C H I to the C A, G O, if you ain't been, don't go My city's so fast, you react so slow Your heart might stop and your blood
