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Come listen to the sound of MCA
I'm not a DJ but I've got some records to play
I'm the techno wizard of shay town
And the tenor of my voice is a trademarked sound
Now the beat pounds on, the sound's real strong
And I could probably keep rappin 'til the break of dawn
And while the drum machine plays on and on
And it doesn't stop playin' 'til the world is gone
Now Burzootie's on the mix most of the time
He works all the machines but he doesn't really rhyme
Moves slides, fader, programs, drum beats
Plays his records in the place to be
So when you hear that sound of the drum machine
It's MCA and Burzootie we're a musical team
When time began people played the drums
They did for money and they did for fun
They did it for s** and they did it for fame
All kinds of music where the beat's the same
Now there's a thing called the drum machine
You don't need good rhythm to sound real mean
Quantize a beat through the tempo control
To make good music the inevitable goal
With a VCO and a VCA
You might add on some digital delay in the mix
Use tricks
And if it don't sound good it can still be fixed
Attenuate the sound as it comes in
The meter's in the red or it may sound thin
Flange overdrive, distortion guitar
Turn the sound up loud so the sound sounds hard
Lexicon, Space Station, AMS
Delayed loop systems that sound the best
Pitch the tone, synthesizer, increase the noise
Turnin' small dials on electronic toys
They're like simulators, get your dope generators
With the MIDI on the system, the great penetrators
With the DMX, replace the chip
In order to bust with a Simmons kick
You can burn your own chip with your personal sound
That'll make the hard rock b boys wanna get down
Electronic machines that make electric boogie funk
B boys get loose when the drum beats go like this