[Intro: Andre Benjamin and George Clinton (singing)]

Everybody's got opinions
on the way you're living
But see they can't fill your shoes
Life is made of half illusion (illusion)
Forty percent confusion (confusion)
Whatever's left I'm using to keep myself from losing, yea
You don't know what I've been through (oooh)
Hell I might go through you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight)
Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that little boy just wanna eat tonight)
Hey hey (he scuffles with her booty and her face) hey hey
And mm-mmmmmm (mom I'm seekin that sir tea and some soup yea)
All in all it's all in my head

[Verse One: Big Boi]

You know it's that high guy, from East P.I.
Spittin the realness of reality, you mad at me
boi how you gonna handle me?
You want me to lolligag and talk that bullshit?
I refuse to play so I'm gon' speak that Southern good shit
That harder than yo' hood shit, lil' shit
that make y'all niggaz think about the trigger
before you pull it, on liquor stores and banks
Them folks got more than enough bullets to put that ass
off in the slang, don't claim no gang, we the niggaz
that did that "Ain't No Thang But a Chicken Wang"
But still though, how you gonna play a nigga like dildo
We OutKast til it's over, barbeque and never mildo
For real bro

"In tonight's news, 20th century technology:
has the computer age, scientists, and doctors gone too far?
Einstein or Frankenstein?
Dr. Scholl's, or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?
Are we digging into new ground,
or digging our own graves? Story at 11"

[Verse Two: George Clinton]

Valley girls are horny tonight (synthesizer)
Fuzzy logic, their pubic virginity (synthesizer)
Ooooh oooh ooh .. (synthesizer)
Ooooh oooh ooh .. (synthesizer)

Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted doctors
Computer buggin debuggin device-a and vice versa
and various viruses
Performing with laser light precision and verbal incision
For a lingustic ballistic lobotomy
Mind-fuckin you, a psycho-sodomy
of the medula oblongata
Accept your mind down your spine and out your behind
Fuck you

[Verse Three: Andre Benjamin]

Synthesizer, microwave me
Give me a drug so I can make seven babies
Pump my breasts up, can you suck the fat up
Please make my life appear
like ain't no such thing as bad luck
My, nose ain't right
Like I need a new one
Just take your pick, a yellow red
A black or a blue one
Virtual reality, virtual, BULLSHIT
Synthesizer preachers can reach you
up in the pulpit
Who a bitch?
Give me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
Tell his mamma not to cry
because they can clone him quicker
than it took his daddy to make him
Niggaz bitin verbatim
Thought provokin records radio never played dem
Instant, quick grits, new, improved
Hurry hurry, rush rush, world on the move
Marijuana illegal but ciggarettes cool
I might LOOK kinda funny but I ain't no fool
Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize
Now if you wanna synthesize I emp-athize
But if you synthesize I will understand
your synthesizer man

[Verse Four: George Clinton]

Ghetto boy horny tonight
SCSI with a booty in a cage
Problem sinkin down and stretchin out
so sleepy, playing safe in cyberspace
(synthesizer)
Cybersexy Wendy (synthesizer)
Web walkin in the nude
Digital good time, digital good time
Said she'd lapdance on your laptop
while your laptop's in your lap
Digital good time, digital good time
Cybersexy Wendy
Web walkin in the nude
Digital good time, digital good time
Said she'd tapdance on your laptop
while your laptop's in your lap
Digital good time, digital good time
Digital good time, digital good time
Cybersexy Wendy
Web walkin in the nude
Digital good time, digital good time
Digital good time, digital good time
Fuzzy logic, it's groovy..

Fake your way through a conversation
Tell her all the things you wish were true
Maybe you're the voice of a generation
And a princess somewhere waits for you

But if you're never gonna change the world
If you're never gonna be a movie star
If you're never gonna change the world
Maybe you're looking too hard

Don't synthesizer her
Don't redesign her
She's no prize for
A synthesizer

Pretend you meet your own expectations
Add another name along your list
Maybe you're the next world wide sensation
You probably know a thousand ones like this

But if you're never gonna change the world
If you're never gonna be a movie star
If you're never gonna change the world
Maybe you're looking too hard

Don't synthesizer her
Don't redesign her
She's no prize for
A synthesizer

Who you gonna call when the spotlight flickers
What you gonna do when your curtain falls
Maybe you can make them not remember her
Maybe you won't end up alone

Don't synthesizer her
Don't redesign her
She's no prize for
A synthesizer

You can shake it all around
You can go up and down
You can lose what you found
But you can't ignore my techno

You can go west or east
Confess your sins to a priest
You can slay the wicked beast
But you can't ignore my techno

You can go to the doctor
You can cough in his face
Infect the whole human race
But you can't ignore my techno

You can laugh you can cry
You can live you can die
Spend your days asking why?
But you can't ignore my techno

You can trip on my synthesizer
Electronic world for every boy and every girl
You can trip on my synthesizer
In the end technology onto the world that set us free

Be all that you can be
Just as long as you are free
You were blind and now you see
That just is my techno

You can trip on my synthesizer
Electronic world for every boy and every girl
You can trip on my synthesizer
In the end technology onto the world that set us free

You can trip on my
You can trip on my
You can trip on my
You can trip
You can trip
You can trip on my synthesizer
You can trip on my synthesizer
Let's go