Let It Go [Long Gone Techno Dub]

(Mind letting go of rational,

Had to let the compassion go.

Mind letting go of rational,

Had to let the compassion go.)

Huh, this shit is gettin to me.

Couple bodies that I wanted never stickin wit me.

When I walk around, I see the women feelin me—

but I never wanna pull em in this energy.

cn 11, but I'm looking for a 12.

When it hit midnight, we gon ring the bell.

Nemy duckin out to the shelter of a cell;

grin knowin imma get his ass down in— (shhh)

I been to the bottom, came right back:

there's a humor that you get, jokes sick, I laugh.

Can't avoid that the kids tote sticks to crack.

Hear the moon every night tellin Droogs, ‘attack.'

Deja vu... (Mind letting go of rational)

I know you? (Had to let the compassion go)

Deja vu... (Mind letting go of rational)

I know you! (Had to let the compassion go)

Haven't I been here before?

Haven't I slept on this floor?

Haven't I lived this day before?

Haven't I let it go?

Roll goofy,

yeah, box lefty—

watch out fore it gets messy.

Your teeth out, blood Fetti;

false start— the attitude been all rookie.

He knew a tango round the block, only off footing.

Field surgery, they say “hello operator!”

I go for clippin at his head, like a bald taper.

When the Droogs is in movement,

all the passers of by receive looks

of cold shoulders, toe tags in the eye.

Let it go!

It's never toe to toe,

you outta know!

I ain't your daily foe,

my name is Thanatos.

Nemy test dummy, I assess the chucks;

one swing, straight to dirt, and the landing rough.

Represent the famine,

the dirt planning.

The court standing?

Double manning

I re-examine... (the face of death)

Okay, one thing I know when I reign Mob in:

it's not a cut, it's a poke, if you dodging the pen.