Intro Songtext
von Ohmega Watts

Brrr, stick ′em, ha, ha-ha, stick 'em, gonna brrr
Stick ′em, ha, ha-ha, stick 'em, gonna brrr
Stick 'em, ha, ha-ha, stick ′em, gonna rock the beatbox
In a fresh funky rhythm


Introducin′, you might have heard
I've got a gift to write and spit cleverly placed words
So I present to you this database of soundscapes
On the same horizon as the extinction of tape
To saturate the rhythm of what′s heard in your eardrum
To induce movement from the reverberations
Enough on that, take a seat up in your house

Or on the road goin' out, satisfaction guaranteed without a doubt
′Cause what's produced as a praise method may be a strange method
I bid peace to those who accept it
Without no further ado, I lend this product of my mind

And present to you, the fine