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    "Time Keeps On Slipping" Lyrics

    Deltron 3030

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    Deltron tremendous force to end your course.
    Every whim is enforced
    I send men with torches to raid your fortress
    And in the process radiate your optics
    Subconsciously haunt emcees
    Super human technician atomic inner dimension
    Too mental with intuition
    Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you
    Mapped the route, psychologically crappin' out,
    What you laughing bout?
    Imitations getting penetrated in free simulations
    In my MC's training class remain in mass
    Never get liquidated convert energy
    Into matter instantly, with a pen and pad
    Calculate the Sinograph, heat the center of gravity
    Abolish apathy graphically packing three eighty's
    With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety
    Fest on your face and neck
    Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy
    No malarkey my flows embarking

    Zionically sparking brain cells til they're sparkling
    Zionically sparking brain cells til they're sparkling

    No one knows the time passing by.

    I remake my universe every time I use a verse
    To fulfill my destiny, emcees rest in peace
    Side barriers provide care within
    From impurities every word sees your attention like third degree
    I subjugate you other fake performers while the bass of your face

    No sense you be in attempt fleeting
    Emcees siphon my likeness
    Biting my insides like five enchiladas
    This plain of existence is amazingly different
    From my orbital oratory always going for the glory
    You pop wide open from my slice slogans
    I stay in effect with alien tech
    Make you wanna say he's the best
    With synchronization with commendation its armor plated hard to
    Fake it
    Never carbonated, scar your matrix
    Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Damon Albarn, Teren Jones, Dan Nakamura.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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