Brain on turbo by-unknown

#music #rap Lyrics: BRAIN ON TURBO Yeah, I came with a flame and a name in the game, With a brain full of chains and a lane full of change, Every phrase that I raise gotta blaze through the page, Every bar that I charge gotta shake up the stage. I’m slick with the switch, quick with the twist, Flip every digit, then finish the list, Pick up the rhythm, then grip it and spin it, Rip through the minute, then win every minute. Click with the key, tick with the time, Stick to the beat while I flip every rhyme, Quick with the wit, every bit gotta hit, When the kick meets the snare, I’m right in the mix. My pencil is mental, my sentence is central, My methods are special, my tempo essential, I’m feeding the beat with the heat that it needs, Then speeding the feeling with lyrical speed. Automatic, dramatic, acrobatic, ecstatic, Cinematic, fanatic, elastic, emphatic, I’m stacking the sound till the pattern gets packed, Then snapping the cap on a clean little track. I rhyme with the light and the night and the flight, With the kite in the height and the bite in the night, With the sound and the ground when the bass gets loud, And the crowd gets proud when I move through the crowd. Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Word after word and I never move slow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Turn up the sound, let the whole world know. Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Line after line with a wild little glow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Ride with the rhyme wherever we go. My laptop is hot, my charger is warm, My router turns red when it senses the storm, I tell it “Don’t quit,” then it flips with a click, So I laugh at the glitch and continue the trick. My phone goes ring, then it sings, then it swings, Every ping brings a thing, every thing brings ten things, But I’m locked in the room with the beat and the boom, And I’m carving a sound from the gloom to the moon. My dog gives a stare like he knows what I’m on, My cat walks away like she’s already gone, The fan keeps a spin while the clock keeps a grin, And the floor starts to shake when the chorus begins. I write in the morning, I write in the night, I write till the wrong turns to something all right, I write till the page says, “Enough for today,” Then I write one more line and I’m back in the play. Page after page, I’m invading the stage, Rage in the cage, then I break from the cage, Age in the game but I sharpen the aim, Every frame of the flame gotta carry the name. I’m clever with letters, I’m better with meters, I’m chasing the cadence like runners chase leaders, I’m making the phrases get tighter and brighter, Then lighting the cipher like fire on lighter. If I say “go,” then the flow gotta glow, If I say “stop,” then the drop gotta show, If I say “back,” then the track gotta snap, And if I say “rap,” then you know it’s a rap. I’m funny with money and sunny with honey, Then suddenly running with words getting funny, A bunny named Sunny was wearing a tie, While a tiny blue fly was just learning to fly The fly met a guy with a pie in July, The guy dropped the pie and the pie hit his tie, The tie hit the sky, the sky asked me why, I said, “Why not rhyme when the rhyme’s flying by?” I rhyme with a rocket, a pocket, a socket, A clock with a rocket that’s locked in a locket, A sneaker, a speaker, a beaker, a seeker, A teacher, a creature, a feature, a preacher Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Word after word and I never move slow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Turn up the sound, let the whole world know I’m back in attack with a pack on my back, With a track on a track on a track on a track, I’m matching the motion and catching the notion, Then lacing the lines with a lyrical ocean Wave after wave and I pave every lane, Rain after rain but I stay on the train, Chain after chain, I’m engraving the name, Same game, new frame, but the flame stays the same Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Word after word and I never move slow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Turn up the sound, let the whole world know Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Line after line with a wild little glow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Ride with the rhyme wherever we go One last run but the run’s not done, One last sun but the night’s still young, One last line then I might be gone, But the beat keeps knocking, so I carry on From the first little spark to the final remark I’m lighting the dark with a lyrical arc, From the start to the heart, every part hits smart Then I leave with a laugh and a rhyme in the dark Brain on turbo, never turn low, Rain on the roof while the bass says go, Chain every phrase till the whole thing flows, Name every rhyme, then close the show Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Word after word and I never move slow, Turbo, turbo, brain on turbo, Turn up the sound, let the whole world know Yeah, that’s the spark, that’s the mark, that’s the show, That’s the bark from the dark when the bass gets low, No brakes on the phrase, no breaks in the flow, Brain on turbo— Now watch it go.