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Workin' in the studio, scratchin' a beat

When a voice from the back started calling for me

I turned around fast to see who it was

My big blue machine, I knew it because

The light were lit, the power was tripped

Who else could it be but my Emulator 2

Searching my disc, but not just one

This machine has two drives to run

To run the sounds that are in my mind

And on the fucking discs that go inside

Running two drives at the same time

To make the instrumental to back this rhyme

EmuFactory discs are great

And so are the ones that you create

A drum, a streak, a horn, a bass

500 drumkiller bytes of memory space

So what you wanna know, who made this tune?

It's come from yours truly in my Emulator 2

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So of you may think I'm going too far

And that I should be singing about a guitar

But need I remind you of what we are

The Emulator 2 team and Adrian Star

1984 and '85, these are the years that brought alive

Emu2 in the first, then the 2+ to quench your thirst

For a synthesizer greatness that you crave

Not just for the sound but the sampling rate

Gimme best servant, just let it create

You can even sample sounds from the Jupiter 8

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No single synth has had more hits

Than the Emulator 2, I can guarantee this

Where would I be without my partner in crime

Using some synths like a poser in decline

So before you assume I hook direct to a Mac

And program the parts to record the playback

I didn't do that, my integrity stands

I still play the keys in real with my hands

Never before has a cut been made

I bought the Emulator 2 for what it could say

No presets built on this thing

Use a floppy disc to make it sing

If you can't handle what it brings

Just fake everything like it's 2016

Now though my second album might be causing a fuss

My third next album will be called the 2+

Now everyone knows and they won't soon forget

But you haven't heard anything yet

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