Systematic rhythm in control
Has left me in a world without emotion in my soul
And my desire
It feels like fire

Electrifying energy of life
Generates a power to a beat as cold as ice
And my desire
It takes you higher, higher, higher

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Automatic songs that fascinate
Dancing in a trance my mind and body activated
My desire
It feels like fire

Accelerate the feeling everywhere
Electronic pleasure makes the music fill the air
And my desire
It takes you higher,higher,higher

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Get ready ta flex
I'll make ya bounce to these rough raw rhymes In your mind and the galaxys
Coz in the 95 season size is on a roll
Pass da remote control
So I can change it up
I gets a ten 'n' a half for mashin da bass up
And it don't matter what they say
I'm like a pentium chip and every line carries 8k
I come with the digital
Electric pleasure here comes the pressure
Known to be the man on the jams on the street fighter 2 Coz my style kicks like kung fu
Or you can get open
I got a fat PC with a 14.4 modem
Now here comes the pressure
My interpretation of electric pleasure

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