Electronic Pleasure

Electronic Pleasure - Hit Crew Masters

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Electronic Pleasure

Systematic rhythm in control

Has left me in a world without emotion in my soul

And my desire, oh, it feels like fire.

Electrifying energy of life

Generates a power to a beat as cold as ice

And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher

Oh yeah yeah yi

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Automatic songs that fascinate

Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated

My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah !)

Accelerate the feeling everywhere

Electronic pleasure makes the music fill the air

And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher

Get ready ta flex, I'll make you bounce to these rough raw rhythm in your mind and the yalaxies.

Cause in the '95 season size in a roll,

Pass the remote control.

So I can change it up,

I get a ten'n'a half for mashing the bass up,

And it don't matter what they say

I'm like a Pentium chip and every line carries 8 k

I come with the digital, electric pleasure,

Here comes the pressure.

I wanna be the man on the jams on the street fighter 2 cause my style kicks like kung fu.

Or you can get open, I got a fat PC with a 14,4 modem

Now here comes the pressure,

My interpretation of electronic pleasure