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[Mudkip Orange]

I used to check out lyrics upon the format, built with skill, with technique, computer a-dat.

My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm, I get hyped think thought flow, acrobat, sink the track, pump the track, dance missions.

Clubs like sports react strong visions. And hurrying more, reflects on the dancefloor, blowin' up, and having mad people showin' up.

Packing crowds in jam packed venues, needles collapse, while atmosphere continues.

Sprinkle that, winnin' like that, movin' like that, hittin' like that, the melody is phat.