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Dr. Octagonecologyst
by
Dr. Octagon
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Overall Rating:
3.2236
Avg. Critic Score:
3.4000
Dr. Octagonecologyst Lyrics
Lyrics
Disc
Track
Title
1
1
Intro
2
3000
4
Earth People
5
No Awareness
6
Real Raw
7
General Hospital
8
Blue Flowers
9
Technical Difficulties
12
Dr. Octagon
13
Girl Let Me Touch You
14
I'm Destructive
15
Wild and Crazy
16
Elective Surgery
17
Halfsharkalligatorhalfman
18
Blue Flowers Revisited
20
1977
Intro
So what do you think Doctor? Was I....
I didn't mean to.
Scientific detachement. Ha!
Professional ethics
I'm not just a doctor, I AM A MAN
Doctor I didn't mean to!
I have desires. I have needs
I know you have needs and I know that you have desires
You know it gets bigger and bigger inside of me until it's...I feel it...it
explodes and I sprayed myself all over the wall
I think I have a way to cure you
I like it when you get bigger and bigger but I don't want you to explode all
over the wall
Now Doctor you just lie down...it's time you let me take care of you
....medicine what I need
Ohhhhh.....mmmm I wish I had a doctor like you...so gentle
Oh, you like that?
Fuck my pussy Doctor!
3000
Three thousand!!!
Three thousand!!
I crank up lyrical flows, spit spats, what's that
The pattern records, don't touch the DATs, yo
Check out the pro skills, medic fulfills
Contact react to style I'm back you lack
Channels and handles, Automator's on the panels
Turnin knobs you slobs suckers like Baskin Robs
Carvel don't tell your whole crew is ice cream fudge
Rappers that budge, makin moves step in grooves
And ride the pace like at thirty-three dark shades
Now you seein me
Rap moves on to the year three thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Let me shuffle red red red see the black heart it ain't hard
Pick and choose you lose oops you lost
Check out the boss on Broadway down to walkways
Suckers with mics that end up with tooth decay
I, the Doctor, stop ya, in your world rock ya
Heads bop, forever tunes and they won't stop like hip-hop
keeps growing, sick of sick of showing
Scratches in matress business money reattaches worldwide
deep inside stops the diamond rocks
In a million world, billion world, quitrillion world
Rap moves on to the year three thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
As space I've shown participator acts walk up clog up and mess up
water down the sound, that comes from the ghetto
In the middle the core you tour explore experience
what is real you feel, changing ways
Commercial rap's in the grave, stuff on disc that's very wack
that you saved, you think it's good won't go platinum
or even turn wood, sell the cassette
Your homey's tape deck gets wet
You my pet, my poodle chicken noodle's on the rise
Open your eyes and see my life
Rap moves on to the year three thousand!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!!
Earth People
[Verse 1]
First patient, pull out the skull, remove the cancer
Breakin' his back, chisel necks for the answer
Supersonic bionic robot voodoo power
Equator ex my chance to flex skills on Ampex
With power meters and heaters gauge anti-freeze
Octagon oxygen, aluminum intoxicants
More ways to blow blood cells in your face
React with four bombs and six fire missiles
Armed with seven rounds of space doo-doo pistols
You may not believe, livin' on the Earth planet
My skin is green and silver, warhead lookin' mean
Astronauts get played, tough like the ukelele
As I move in rockets, overriding, levels
Nothing's aware, same data, same system
[Chorus]
Earth People, New York and California
Earth People, I was born on Jupiter[x4]
[Verse 2]
Now my helmet's on, you can't tell me I'm not in space
With the National Guard United States Enterprise
Diplomat of swing with aliens at my feet
Comin' down the rampart through beam on the street
Obsolete computes, compounds and dead sounds
As I locate intricately independent
Economic rhymer got savoury store food
In Capsule D my program is ability
For a reaction and response to a no-one
Identification Code: Unidentified
I got cosmophonic, pressed a button, changed my face
You recognised, so what? I turned invisible
Made myself clear, reappeared to you visual
Disappear again, zapped like a android
Face the fact, I fly on planets every day
My nucleus friend, prepare, I return again
My 7XL is not yet invented
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 3]
Space Ranger, contact tubes, send synthetics
I program one and go to Earth through the fax machine
My number's Seven-Oh-Nine Seven-Five-Five Six-E-L-Three
Computer File: Nine-Three
Digital level, standing on the terminal
Upside down through polygons fightin' pentagons
Changin' blue skin, my brown colour's comin' back
I'm psychedelic this time, come in rainbow
Look at the green lights and y'all see my brain glow
Five colours: yellow, black and red and green...purple
[Repeat chorus]
No Awareness
[Dr. Octagon]
Your organic medical talk propels off my arms
The atom bomb final Lionel Richie not couth for this battle
I battle sing-sing-sing like bing-bing-bing
ricochet rapid grab it like a poppa
Watch you jam like a techer with old energy it's me
lyrically bionically you're panicked B
You end up in the ?, as I begat
Fertilizin your chrome, dome boils sore medicated
All flows rose and have a tweakin speakin
Puerto Rican the powerful machine gun stun
Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ambulence, lights bright
Paramedics fetish your legs with eggs chicken hatch
Can't find too they dead ex, but the skin don't match
[Chorus: Dr. Octagon x3]
And you say, no awareness, swift as gold
[Sir Menelik]
Bio-production is greatly increased, magnetic fields
Velocity of projectiles, electro-liquid experiments
Theoretical observances and critical procedures, cool
to seventy-seven Kelvins, by submerging, steel cylinders
Secure capacitated it in the cyrogenic containin the crude samples
One millimeter, in diameter
Since the last explosion, December 3rd, 1992
Reinforce mixin copper nickel-beryllium oxide
Concentric layers, proportional carbon density of the radius
Indisturbed existance if it does produce contradictory statements
or quantum, wave functions, mechanic mind out of matter
This behaviour is accompanied by concious experience
Remains astral, flexing as ever
Ask Copernicus about pushing limits
[Chorus]
[Dr. Octagon]
Like a twenty-five, pep-a-pep-pep, pellets beebee guns
will stun buns, kickin up dirt dust, must you see me
hittin like beepers, beep beep, vibrate
Take swift shake swift with myth, while you smoke a spliff
Change strange and detour thought more
minds with signs of minds on 8 by 10
class when atomic lines
You keep a deep thought, bop bought
My planet court rehearsal is a must, lust my vital
is a point to bust my inhabitants, past.. tense
ever since Presidents.. Lyndon B.
Jerry, John, George and Carter like Optimus
deep silk reflects on a starter
Megatron, REJUVENATE!
[Chorus x1.33]
[Sir Menelik]
Edge, dislocation specifically, opporunity to form
and ultimately fail, under stress depends, on science immobile
epoxy, or stock composites
New conductors maximum amp use much finer, filaments
Eighteen percent, of volume, minus . three six nine degrees
Celsius, a record for resistive, electromagnets
A hybrid design, seven-hundred thirty-thousand gauss
for all types of DC residents, absorbed in
flowin through fifteen=thousand one-hundred watt, lightbulbs
Tremendous heat is generated, driven by direct
but not oscillating, current
Extremely, powerful, fascinating
Engineering reflections, acoustic depth by analysis
Vulnerable, to legal talents
High exposure, requires, mental protection, replica
Artificial dynamic Microsoft tech
Heavy black cables Nova robot, demanding, battery power
Acids found, in Josephalia, the master gene
Real Raw
[Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated]
[Dr. Octagon]
With yellow eyes, my green face, my pink and white afro
I'm no toy kid, your style is made by Hasbro
G'niff gnapp, you think you got that real hip-hop
I saw the chart so quickly, watched your album flop
I'm Doctor Octo, curlin waste, tourin rhinos
Liftin horses, throwin cows at your fake forces
You know my gold style, rabbit fur coat style
You be freezin with the flu watch you keep sneezin
Like Breezly Brewin, your style I'ma have to ruin
Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice
You be there, like Michael Jackson in my atmosphere
Gerbils for rectums, I break you off like Richard Gere
I'm so fantastic, your metal fist is still plastic
Compelled with no threats, your rhymes bounce off my shield
New York City, California, roll my Ampex reel
No corny loops and assemble with Timberland boots
I'm strictly monster with turtlenecks like Frankenstein
Drop that mic kid, you lost, so that ass is mine
[Chorus: Dr. Octagon]
I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face[x3]
Superspeed... flowin!
[Kool Keith samples are scratched and repeated]
[Dr. Octagon]
Doctor Octo, mental disorder, person in alias
Fifty-five-six computer tracks on your ass cracks
Therapy patient ignored your rhymes in the train station
You don't want none, the vomit's on your cinnamon bun
You still rappin in the city talkin pig latin
In fact you no test, you tired man, won't you rest?
Take that sleep with NoDoz, that common style is cheap
You bought your mic cord, payola scams the Billboard
Slots that's not hot you settle for the nuts you got
Record releases, your crew is wack like chocolate Reese's
Urine stains are spread out, fly colours on your brains
You beware, orangutangs tappin on your window
Bulls and coyotes, while roaches walk around your poodle
Like Shakespeare, genius thoughts pumpin every year
MC's know, retire quick rap like ?? ??
Josie Merriweather with blocks on your skin is clever
Upright direction, I battle any yeast infection
Put missiles to work, my needles in your midsection
Hold upright, I burn your anus with the purple light
Use up your power, make phone calls for an hour
[Chorus: Dr. Octagon]
I get real raw -- change arrangements on your face[x4]
[double tempo and fast scratching]
[scratching slows and continues to over Keith samples]
[Keith samples end song]
General Hospital
Dr. Octagon, please come to the office, come now
Oh fuck! Patient just died in room 105
Cirrohsis of the eye
Nurse come in, please where are you?
Fuck it he's dead
Oh shit there's a horse in the hospital!
Blue Flowers
[x2]
Dr. Octagon, paramedic fetus of the East
with priests, I'm from the Church of the Operating Room
with the strike support, scalpels since the holocaust
I do indeed in greed, explore meet the patients
Back to brooms with the nurse with the voodoo curse
Holding up office lights, standing at huge heights
Back and forth, left wing swing to North
East and South with blood pouring down your mouth
I come prepared with the white suit and stethascope
Listen to your heartbeat, delete beep beep BEEP
Your insurance is high, but my price is cheap
Look at the land...
Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond, in the purple pastures
Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond, yellow ink that flows
Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the pond, look, it's raining yellow
Would you care to listen to me more? Thank you
Holding bags on down right from the hospital
It's a patient that's worth to keep the germs off the turf
Cybernetic microscopes and metal antidote
Two telescopes that magnify the size of a roach
Three computers to cup of coffee planted with my hand and
astroplanets detached turn on rear foggers
Cut the light on the kid, and turn the bright on
Supersonic waves combine and burn as brainwaves
I see the mascot of Evil he's not Kneivel
Shakespeare's gone don't even think about it
Yes, as I'm going to the park, I see...
Blue Flowers!
It's raining green, by the pond
Blue Flowers!
It's totally raining green, pouring
Blue Flowers!
I smell the bees and the birds
Blue Flowers!
Different aspects of life, blue flowers
[DJ Q-Bert cuts and scratches]
["Let me show you something" sample repeats in background]
[DJ Q-Bert continues amazing turntablism that can't be put into words]
Technical Difficulties
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
Chewbacca's not here I'ma do it for your circumcised
niggaz don't realize my format is a palm spectrum
to damage any rectum
This is the real dinosaur funk which permitted G-Funk
to play anally through the trunk a digital master
was given to Sam Cooke and Jimmy Castor
Kurt Cobain was here but Doc Oc' has novacaine
Theoretically keepin puppies in a pedigree
Small fetus brought Santa Claus to greet us
Rappers know I'm equipped with Clorox
and chemicals that'll burn off your lip
Intestines investments hide money in your stomach
Who can stop Pepto Bismol?
Only a Gremlin eatin in Larry Parker like Gizmo
As Dr. Octagonecologyst girls open legs for beer kegs
French toast and herbs were covered with giant eggs
Livin small, people unequal challenge my thoughts
No station or radio would understand
The perfect enzyme is me with your brain in my other hand
Suck my oil, yo Whoolio tell em
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
MP4, six spacecraft in the mix, kissin Mary J. Blige
on Earth was quite normal,
as Dr. Octagon, walkin through a polygon
My first impression was to give patients a lesson
Who's the best to put me to the test
I'll battle Ultramagnetic, my own self as well
Two mirrors in the clear, I'm floating deep in the atmosphere
Through Los Angeles heights I'll damage Hollywood lights
Woman know my sex computer condoms humpin on Ampex
My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected
My first black robot,
space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat (meow)
Your brain is caught up in a net
Two million thousand three billion wack records in the solar
The system's out of reach, niggaz try to preach
Why you tryin to act fly walkin up Venice Beach?
Zapp, like Roger, my funk is powerful then Troutman
Seven years ago like California was tooken from Mexico
Who knows this magnum five can't scope this
A&R's will go crazy tryin to find someone to duplicate Dr. Octagon
Yo chief administrator, suck my oil
Please stand by"
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this trauma
World of unconciousness
Blackness and power, coming down through the urinalysis
Leaving hands with callouses
Right power
Dr. Octagon
[Kool Keith]
Live, November 6, 1996
at the Great Western Forum in Inglewood, CA
Dr. Octagonecologyst and Chewbacca Uncircumcised
perform with with Curt Kobane and Roger from Zapp
[Sir Menelik]
The plane managed to land, the skeleton at the controls
A place called the Twilight Zone
Are extraterrestrials able to accomplish this?
I will explain but you'd become more puzzled at the possibilities
Earth ending trilogies, wacky stuff
Like gas passing dinosaurs
While I stroll in circles blindfolded
Gave a lady some wrinkle cream out of rat poop
You might just laugh so hard your skull cracks
Brain spills thick blood shooting out like a champagne cork
Females so horny and mean, sucking scales off of live rattlesnakes
My boy gave his girl money for groceries, she got a new hairdo
Women like this could even make the devil commit suicide
hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's
Haloes were found, at the landing sites, vanishing
Vanishing victims, kept alive on metal examining tables
Ex-Experts baffled they could survive the caustic exposure
to laser scalpels, green berets
Flowing cold heads in mechanical wombs
Radioactive constant temperature circular appendages
Cripples start shaking sending distress signals
We're not alone in the Twilight Zone
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[Kool Keith]
Back in spiral, I roast humans like a gyro
New York, Atlanta, Africa to Cairo
Diplomat King Presidential offspring
Two miles from Westinghouse, with lights down South
Government chemical voodoo man miracle
Super disease your brain is more hysterical
My urine see paralyze your ability with space codes
electrodes you're ready for a pap smear
Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear
Two cows a zebra will jump through your atmosphere
Giraffe-Funk will raise beamin through your trunk
Steam of Legion, to burn up in your anal region
Power contracting with bombs in his rectum factor
Utilized phonic like water in your Panasonic
Trip or slip or fall
Right into the earth pit, gamma ray toilet
Microbes on your earth shit
Dr. Ludicrous, I turn into a octapus
Grab eight species, isolate like an incubus
Convert with probes, green shit is on your earlobes
Attack what stomach with juice they call gastric
Alien bugs with sickle cell, get they ass kicked
Dermatologist examine more black cysts
Radiation butter pouring down your sinus, it's Dr. Octagon
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[Sir Menelik]
Utilize to abuse minds
Slice head halves, let's probe the subconcious lobe
Mathematical parabola, ACT test and just ex-plorating
the creative arctic regions, or isolating cockpit
A regular pitstop monitoring with enough fuel to fly a small dirigible
To a place an oasis in a nebula, Earth
Universal charting unseen atmosphere
Requesting assistance, I speed through waves like a Concorde SST
Then open aperature
The shape of Octagon selects forward morphing it's the vertical Frankenstein
Prototype of like Kervorkian
Mind pedestrian controls
Spend elevation gobble the ignorant supersonic cruise
Hidin to think, focus psychosis with Von Blowford
Black lotus releases when life is flailing external
terminal update, thermal conducted power source supplied
Man on the moon pumps amps, or souped up cable boxes
getting up impossible
The speaker needs another dose, concoct
Concoct the scenario view, in a position of a coroner
describing current events bent on human dismemberment
To a point of no resemblance
We're not alone in the Twilight Zone
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[Kool Keith]
Like Enoch, I wear my cape, you can't destroy
my impeccable caliber that makes your vision blur
I drop particle X when having Rhythm sex
Voodoo arrangers with the kids Power Rangers
Make me see other men, gorillas masterbating with human strangers
Legally through court, you're stung by a genital wart
Chlamydia, through the city-a
Los Angeles Texas has a serpent that's urgent
for the mass appeal biomedical test your rectum
squeezing in banana peels
Outwards backwards towards Boston
It's costing androids leaving humans with hemerrhoids
Thinking more of what they can't explore, like
the cartoon Donald Duck is giving fellatio on the floor
with Reed Richards, looking at The Thing's naked pictures
Taking Ex-Lax to relax with the needle and thread
sewing up all the other buttcracks
In the industry there's no one who can mess with
Dr. Octagon, now serving coleslaw and pink pickles
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
[scratched]
[Kool Keith]Keep it simple
Just before they collided with a tree..."
Girl Let Me Touch You
It's morning, seven o'clock, you at my clinic
It's me your orthopedic, gynecologist
You looking pretty and fine, go ahead, blow my mind
Girl what's wrong, come here let me take a look
You say you got burnt, your man shoulda wore a rubber
What type of partners you have, and who's your first lover
He never turned you around, showed you doggystyle
We got some things in common, honey lets talk awhile
Did he lick you there, percolate your atmosphere
I got a mask at home, boots and some leather gear
How about me and you in black, I'm hitting from the back
Tail in my face and all juicy brown booty
I'm the master lovin splits let me do my duty
Girl let me touch you
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(Can you tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(Can you tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
Sipping Mannish ever smooth, you're cute drinking Hennessy
Joking about two girls, your friend double teaming me
I got the office closed, you ready for the pros
Suckas ain't no good sticking coke up in your nose
My style is wild at home and on the kitchen table
Porno flicks and stacks, Playboy on the TV cable
I'd rather sign my address on your application
You can call late nights for lonely information
Where you come when its boring, no place where to go
I want you in a two-piece and freaky for a private show
You got my number, address, you know the rest
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(You can tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(You can tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
Only eighteen, bikini body bad and mean
Do you have cards in fact, I will take Medicaid
Your panties are wet, take it easy, don't sweat
You want some birth control, you could smoke a cigarette
Relax, lay back, your buns feel good to smack
You think you're pregnant your tests show negative
I got a movie camera, film that is positive
Turn around for me, girl take a picture
This is the way with 24 flicks on Kodak
Them young boys ain't ready so let me show them how to act
I put you in thongs and 6 inch high shoes and
strut your stuff in latex, my strategy is rough
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(You can tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
Girl let me touch you there I wanna feel you
(You can tell me what's wrong)
Girl let me touch you there...
I'm Destructive
Taking a patient out of the bathroom into water
That's right, get in the water and touch the electic wires
Hold this... here's some bread!
of a person, rotting away with decay and not know?"
[Kool Keith]
Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me
What would you do, if I hit your face with dog doodoo?
Smear purple flies on your forehead
Spit in your salad, vomit on your brother's breakfast
Take your ass outside, burn your mother's house
Bring pet mice, and scare your sister with my gray mouse
Then drop him under the bed, and leave him there dead
Take out your parakeet, with scissors, clip his head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with eggs
Then go in the club and dance, mix the alcohol
Great with roach spray, here's a drink, have a ball
Dance to the music, watch it party pooper
Yeah, you know...
I'm destructive[x4]
Bash in your head with ten full cans of Campbell's soup
I'm on the roof, I'm not another pigeon out the chicken coop
Stole your checks, and flush money down the toilet bowl
Look at the frog, he's gone too down the commode
War paint on the carpet, your fur was my target
Give the baby some gum, a pack of BubbleYum
Stick it in the rugs, smearing green lightening bugs
all around the walls, down the halls
Checking out doodoo on flame pits, niggaz with they armpits
down, smellin funky, check out the junkie, spit
I'm destructive!![x4]
Like a green red blue reindeer, dead lying down with a fawn
Copulating, having sex
Mating with a babboon with buffalo wings
Hahahahaha
Like Hitler, the German Shephard, coming down from the Bronx
fighting moose you sound as soft as a goose
We all hang with tickets for Van Halen
Orifice, Autopsy, Def Leppard and Spaz
C'mon, drop the jazz Grateful Dead, rock with it
I'm destructive!!![x3]
Wild and Crazy
[DJ Q-Bert scratches "right, now here we go"]
[Dr. Octagon]
A lot of rappers are wack, they cold booty from the buttcrack
Swingin skills to chill, that's how I pay the bills
Funk blaster, tweakin bass like I'm Jimmy Castor
Model H-3-oh-C, plus another thousand
Kickin lyrics for ASCAP, brothers that be housin
Splittin publishin, gainin points, rappin back again
My unique style, and certain words, watch me make em blend
Manifest vanish, spread out, with computer data
Suckers don't know, acute intelligence, what's the matter
Solo fiend, I cut your legs with the guillotine
Snap back, rip you to some props in your paperback
Gettin rectums, doin jobs like I'm Dr. Giggles
Servin em well, I stop their anals up with pickles
With operation to give, the room an atmosphere
Cyclops will walk, Frankenstein still standin here
Watch the hand out the ground, chill
[Chorus: Dr. Octagon x2]
It's wild and crazy..
The moon is out, tonight it's time for experiments
It's wild and crazy..
A fetus in the jar, I got the little baby
[Dr. Octagon]
Two o'clock, still dark, my flashlight, huntin suit
Right in front of your building with live bear every year
Takin horns, from moose and wild bulls and capricorns
I got your face in the frame, inside the living room
While kids watch 13, I'm in the back smokin zoom
Sesame Street, you play that beat, I'ma step to Pete
with nuclear bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by Charter arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
Get off the hooks in project style like Bernard Goetz
What's the matter, kid you scared, come and do the bid
Inmates'll damage your tapes, you're nervous liftin weights
I open cell block C, go battle Mr. Silly
I don't see nothin, I think, they raped the rapper really
[Chorus]
[DJ Q-Bert scratches "Ultra x3 Ultramagnetic Mc]
[Dr. Octagon]
Walkin streets with shopping carts, a live alligator
Hold your pitbull back, let's spend some money on the elevator
Your dog is bound to loose and have a funeral
You can call landlords, injects on my rent checks
Bug Man is back, you project people better watch their necks
Spittin flim-flam, rappers still smokin crack
Suckers get pantylined, and spots on the hiney crack
I do much work, on heavy stomachs like Levert
Put up some money, I bet my tools'll make your rectum hurt
Black exposed em, for you don't want to mess with me
I seek in your girl's box, and cover your publicity
Sequence first, and drop the facts on DAT
[Chorus]
Elective Surgery
You have Tomaine poisoning on your tongue
Say ahhh
You have bees flying around your rectum
You need a bad operation
Gimme the scissors
Hammer
Flame
Okay, I'm getting ready to stab
Jam it in
Over, he's bleeding now, I can't stop the blood
More gauze pads, hurry
[loud noise, maniacal laugh]
Halfsharkalligatorhalfman
[Intro One: only on Dr. Octagon "hidden track" original version]
I would have been completely dead had it not been for the Shark Man.
Shark Man?[chuckling]
Judging from his appearance, that's the most appropriate
name I could come up with for him.
I hate this kid.
This uhh... THING you're talking about.
It had the body of a shark, and the arms and face of a man?
That's the chap.
Holy jumping jackfish!
[Intro Two: Mr. Gerbik]
[moaning, growling]
Yes, you have met the dangerous 208 year-old Uncle of Dr. Octagon.
I myself Mr. Gerbik. Half-shark, half-man, skin like alligator.
Carrying a dead walrus. Check it.
[Verse One: Mr. Gerbik]
With my white eyes, gray hair, face is sky-blue yellow
Sideburns react, my skin is colored lilac
My skin turn orange and green in the limousine
People think I'm mixed with shark, drinking gasoline
Underwater I breathe and let loose on my sleeve
Walking down Hollywood Boulevard with a credit card
Three alligators behind me, feel my skin is hard
Transvestites, and people watch space parasites
I left his head in the store, legs in the street
Body in Wilcox, with blood dripping off my feet
L.A.P.D. through gray clouds couldn't see me
I first turned rainbow, closed my eyes, watch my brain glow
People got scared and ranned away they think I'm weird
I was born this way, halfsharkalligator
Is he weird??
[Chorus: Mr. Gerbik][singing]
half-shark-alligator-half-man
half-shark-alligator-half-man
[Verse Two: Mr. Gerbik]
My vomit fluctuates, covers your skull like protoplasm
Lightning bugs turn pink, on my tongue catches spasms
Green elephants, I battle streets with a zebra
My mechanism is more than Dionne's psychic voodoo
African beads, snakeskins, cold script through you my medical passes
You can't see, with greedy glasses
Carbon dioxide, pour right through em with gases
My description dinosaur
I was made half-shark-half-man, my skin is like razor blades
Seven-oh-seven, Mr. Gerbik
Verbally no one change my thoughts, animals fly from Philly
My appetites more big it's time for wildabeasts
Adjust my skulls, seven eyes switch hydraulic scribbles
and shrimps, mack gorillas like a pimp
Half-shark-alligator-man
[Chorus x2]
[Verse Three: Mr. Gerbik]
In my real world, orangutangs dance for Thanksgiving
With skeleton bones and skunk tails, is my mission
Holding backward raps to all my power packs
Babboons clap, and girl horses wanna hit the sack
We're too bold for ocean water, monkeys sniffin ice
Contact Jupiter pools Martians bring my rice
I'm out flyin with purple capes in the twilight
Oooh ooh ooh, tonight's the night
My oxygen region's, New York to California
Half shark alligator half man!
[Outro: PBS "Nature"]
It takes a supreme feat of strength to swim through
the water plows while dragging two hundred and
fifty pounds on your back... the crocodile's teeth
are designed to seize and hold, not to cut through
skin. During all the hours the somber lay in the water,
but are unable to penetrate the deer's tough hide.
The crocodiles make a few token objections; but in the
end, give up the struggle.
Blue Flowers Revisited
Dr. Octagon, paramedic focus on the East
for priests my anisthetics prescribe a certain fertilizer
Homegrown computer wise on the microphone
Utilizing tracks inverted by animical
High typical force, space sex intercourse
You get lost, and memorize to the Enterprise
Scotty the Captain, Mr. Spock keeps rappin
4212, the shit moves at warp speed
Dynamic 7, navigation of the coppers
Moving in crystals, operating lightspeed
I see the plants, they're growing
Blue Flowers[x2]
Cyber analog through virtual reality
Different colors of earth rocks in variety
Medical equal, with helmets on the space people
Galactic at 8, the verdict can't demonstrate
You be confused, and disobeying planet rules
Biochemistry, with stars for publicity
Megasonic bass, with data chips in your face
Nuclear lend drums, that bang hard on dark tracks
Reacting reverb, concious spots on your nerve
I take a break like James Brown to the bridge
[singing]Sailing, takes me away
To wherever I'm really going.. shoobedowop
Up, up, and away!
In my beautiful, balloon!
Optical biofeedback, magnetic borders
X-Ray you see skeletons fly North for the next day
We give passes covered with dioxalyn gases
Return
[singing again]Here's George Jetson!
Back with intriguing positive minerals
You enter the center search and raiding at random
with no condom, no rubbers will reach the testicles
and effect em, by animal means, I'm in your spectrum
As I walk through the garden of orange tomatoes, I see
Blue Flowers[x3]
blue flowers... yes...
1977
Yeahhh! You're listening to the sounds, from the Boogie Down Bronx!
Kooool Keith!! Performing with Mean Jean, Cordio the Grand Wizard
The Ill Brothers, at the T-Connection
Bust them flavors, more rap styles than Life Savors
Damage kids with suits with champagne and fake alligators
I'm for the repercussion, my style is bumrushin
MC's get back, that black brother sound wack
A bust a new style, grease your hair with NuNile
Do wrecks flex the Bronx fronters that step up next
New jacks can't rap, stomp your feet and make your hands clap
The kid is booboo, your screw up on the mic is doodoo
That's word to Mom Duke, you wack you get the boot
It's Casanova, Bronx Kid all over
Swift to shift top MC out to shoot the gift
Morisena Projects, my neighbors took your Rolex
You get action, talkin loud walkin up in Jackson
My little cousin Bronx crew's about to move on you
Yeahhh! Patterson Projects is in the house!
Webster's in the house! The Non is in the house!
Melrose is in the house! Jackson, is in the house!
Yeah!
I come real deal rap style back like Holyfield
Check em at the door, and watch crews with steel
With the L Brothers, we hittin freaks undercovers
to the left side, you on the back door
I got a OJ ready, with pink whitewalls
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't stop the body rock
Cockblock my friends, you count tens in your Benz
Rappers know they toy, I blast your rhyme skill
kid yo, step up like Elroy
You know the steelo, from New York to Puerto Rico
You'll tell me bro... yeah, I'm Kool Keith chief
You been out two weeks
Don't try to ill, cause you're plastic no frill
Yeahhh! Next week at the P-A-L!!
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five!
Battling Kool Herc and the Herculoids
Afrika Bambaata and the Mighty Zulu Nation, Soulsonic and Cosmic
Be there! Two dollars before ten!
With special guests, the Cold, Crush, Brothers!
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