Lyrics Tunes Splits the Atom - MC Tunes feat. 808 State
I'm
gonna
loosen
my
lungs
Take
a
breath
And
express
Three
quarters
of
your
mind
The
tunes
will
possess
Your
only
capable
thought
is
a
function
The
hunger
to
dance
and
cause
Human
combustion
Make
it
bang,
combinating
with
slang
Manchester
the
dance
capital
of
England
The
way
I
swing
is
close
to
a
sin
Unleash
vocal
domination
like
Hendrix
on
strings
Lyrical,
miracle
poetical
chatter
The
raps
beefed
as
the
chat
gets
fatter
You
drool
at
the
sound
of
my
lyrical
feast
The
snare
drums
the
pulls,
my
tempo's
the
heart
beat
I
take
root
like
a
weed
in
summer
soil
Ruff
like
a
Popeye
and
my
microphone's
my
Olive
Oil
Now
as
I
recharge
my
vocal
cords
I'll
take
a
pause,
4 seconds
to
break
As
I
collect
my
applause
People
get
up
and
get
on
one,
speed
is
my
style
My
tongue
is
the
stun
gun
I
leave
jams
confused
state
of
panic
manic
I'm
frantic
some
say
satanic
But
that's
chat,
I
don't
need
the
spirit
of
life
is
my
feed
Direct
attention
to
the
pattern
of
the
drum
box
Delivering
tracks
for
the
pleasure
of
disc
jocks
Tunes
is
here
to
breathe
life
into
hip-hop
Cool,
smooth,
but
I
am
hot
Yo
The
deeper
we
get,
people
relate
and
sweat
Banging
beats
for
bass
for
rap
with
a
concept
The
way
I
word
my
lines
my
boys
kick
hard
Booming
and
bubbling
make
the
ladies
say
good
god
Punks
start
to
front
they
get
verbally
scared
Rap
selection
like
shorts
and
I
hold
the
card
Here's
the
count-down
Systematic
melt
down
Make
you
dizzy
you're
deluded
when
you
come
around
Delete
my
spell
your
body
rushes
when
I
excel
Make
you
boogie
and
your
head
propel
Now
one
second
excuse
me
while
I
style
Collect
my
thoughts
and
check
my
profile
Again
I
have
begun
lyrical
fun,
play
my
voice
Like
the
notes
on
a
steel
drum
Energy
magnet,
human
conductor
Rap
maniac,
female
seductor
Girls
start
wiggling,
jiggling
and
giggling
To
the
Tunes
and
leave
them
considering
who
is
the
new
Rave,
rhyme,
genius,
mysterious
My
tempo's
oblivious
Flesh
and
bone,
Dictaphone
vocal
tone
is
my
thing
So
I
can
differ
from
a
pop
clone
5'
6"with
dimples
crush
punks
likes
pimples
Rhyme's
quick
but
my
samples
are
simple
So
concentrate,
meditate
Please
relate
to
the
state
of
808,
and
combinate
Escalate
to
a
break
so
you
can
groove,
but
get
Heavy
like
a
lead
weight
Release
my
beef
Erase
grief
I
am
the
chief
Rock
my
rhymes
and
leave
punks
deceased
Receive
vibes
from
minds
I
have
caressed
Lay
jams
flat
and
put
bodies
to
rest
I
trade
letters
send
and
bend
them
Deliver
heat,
as
my
DJ
blends
them
Now
I
got
2 seconds
to
break
Take
it
easy
as
I
translate
I
am
rated
for
my
rhyme
and
steel
plated
lines
Punk
you
go
for
yours
as
I
go
for
mine
Crack
heads
like
eggs
on
concrete
Freak
out
like
a
dog
in
a
field
of
sheep
Dislocate
your
feet,
make
the
beat
complete
Suckle
to
my
lyrics
like
a
lamb
to
a
teat
But
don't
step
too
close
'cause
Your
footing
might
slip
Trip,
fall
on
you
ass
and
still
try
to
talk
shit
Then
I
will
vocally
victimise
verbally
Emphasize
the
nature
of
the
beast
With
a
musical
compromise
Between
Darren,
Price,
Massey,
and
Barker
Built
like
volcano,
the
talents
the
lava,
yeah
Now
here
is
the
last
count
down
As
I
end
it
on
the
one
1 The Only Rhyme That Bites
2 This Ain't No Fantasy
3 Dance Yourself to Death
4 Own Worst Enemy
5 The North At Its Heights
6 Tunes Splits the Atom
7 Mancunian Blues
8 The Sequel
9 Primary Rhyming
10 Dub At Its Heights
11 The Only Rhyme That Bites - Optical Mix
12 The Only Rhyme That Bites - Ugly As Sin Mix
13 Dance Yourself To Death (Dust Brothers Club Mix)
14 Pump
15 More
16 The Only Rhyme That Bites - 808's Instrumental
17 Dance Yourself To Death - Original 909 Mix
18 Tunes Splits the Atom - Creamatomic Instrumental
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