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Do you feel the harmony? What up toe! Push the panic button!
I'm blasting through the galaxy
I wanna involve ya in this happy affair
Are you glaming? Are you dancing? Are you revolving?
Why don't ya copy me and my showy individuality
I'm too racy personage on this dreary stage?
I will bring the satisfaction; my rhymes are the pink of perfection
Rise up and walk in the light!
You seemed prepared to be pleased and surprised
This is the extreme competition in the cosmic squeeze
Are you ready to refine your mind?
Wake up! Are you ready to refine your mind? Step Outside!
I'm blasting through the galaxy
I wanna involve ya in this happy affair
Are you glaming? Are you dancing? Are you revolving?
Why don't ya copy me and my showy individuality
I'm too racy personage on this dreary stage?
I will bring the satisfaction; my rhymes are the pink of perfection
Rise up and walk in the light!
You seemed prepared to be pleased and surprised
This is the extreme competition in the cosmic squeeze
Are you ready to refine your mind?
Wake up! Are you ready to refine your mind? Step Outside!
I realized we must change the world with this rebellious style
My name is Zippy Kid; you can also call me Zippy Raptile
We have no choice: rebellious style is out trade
These simple words I dedicate for all freaks, for all young cheeks
Clap your hands, twist your hips, I decided to scratch this mix
We have no choice: the world is burning under her tender wings
That hit the mark. I begin the leap in the dark
I'm catching the spark of your sunshine
She can't hide. She's mine. Now I'm showing my emotional spate
Do you feel the harmony? When I got the trouble I wade it through
Rebellious style is out trade
My name is Zippy Kid; you can also call me Zippy Raptile
We have no choice: rebellious style is out trade
These simple words I dedicate for all freaks, for all young cheeks
Clap your hands, twist your hips, I decided to scratch this mix
We have no choice: the world is burning under her tender wings
That hit the mark. I begin the leap in the dark
I'm catching the spark of your sunshine
She can't hide. She's mine. Now I'm showing my emotional spate
Do you feel the harmony? When I got the trouble I wade it through
Rebellious style is out trade
These simple words I dedicate for all freaks, for all young cheeks
Clap your hands, twist your hips. Hey, I decided to scratch this mix
I don't like to see the empty space, after the short space of break
All who like my modern craze, ya'll must dance, I set the pace, you take it all
Let it rip I said. shake'n'roll,c'mon...
Clap your hands, twist your hips. Hey, I decided to scratch this mix
I don't like to see the empty space, after the short space of break
All who like my modern craze, ya'll must dance, I set the pace, you take it all
Let it rip I said. shake'n'roll,c'mon...
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