Released on August 6, 2020

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Each movement, or vibrations [?]

The speed in which the soundwaves move depends upon the medium which they pass

So far, we've seen how soundwaves are produced

Next, we'll identify the auditory effects of musical sound:

Loudness, pitch... and quality

Into the flame, into the fire

With no regard for a thing

Fuck that, I'm the Lord of the Game

I rule this empire

I am the God of Hellfire!

Lord of the Game

Born to reign above all that you claim to know beyond a doubt

'Causе no one has came evеn close to the train

(Harder, better, faster, stronger)

Control this and bang this, then watch it rise higher

Than anything seen in your entire

Life spent in chains, sonic live wire

Electrified rain from the lips of the driver

Whippin' the wheel

Flippin' donuts to peel

Out on the face of the base; where's my lighter?

Need it to kill one more, and chill while I feel it so much

My gut burns like the tires (Harder, better, faster, stronger)

Movin' this movement of real shit inspired

By all that has come before this and was done

For the real ones packin' real guns loaded with power

Shower the slums with power from the war

Marching drums that have come to devour

The weakness that runs when we come

(Fuckin' cowards)

(Work it, work it, work it, work it harder, better, faster, stronger)


[Mr Oizo - Nazis (Justice Remix) noises]

That shit cray

She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?"

I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball

Come and meet me in the bathroom stall

And show me why you deserve to have it all"

(Ball so hard) That shit cray, ain't it, Jay?

(B-ball so hard) What she order, fish fillet?

(B-ball so hard) "Your whip so cold" – this old thing?

(Ball so hard) Act like you'll ever be around mothafuckers like this again

Bougie girl, grab my hand

Fuck that bitch; she don't wanna dance

Excuse my French, but I'm in France, ahah, I'm just sayin'

Prince Williams ain't do it right if you ask me

'Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley

What's Gucci, my nigga? What's Louis, my killer?

What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela?

Doctors say I'm the illest 'cause I'm suffering from realness

Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh

Work it harder, make it better

Do it faster, makes us stronger

More than ever, hour after hour

Work is never over

Work it, make it better

Do it faster, makes us stronger

More than ever, hour after hour

Work is never over

Work it harder, make it better

Do it faster, makes us stronger

More than ever, hour after hour

Work is never over

Do the D.A.N.C.E

One, two, three, four, five

Stick to the B.E.A.T

Get ready to ignite

You were such a P.Y.T. (Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha)

Catching all the lights

Just easy as A.B.C

That's how you make it right (Feel good)

City's breaking down on a camel's back

They just have to go, 'cause they don't know wack

So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see

And you won't get out the county 'cause you're damned and free

You got a new horizon, its ephemeral style

A melancholy town where we never smile

And all I wanna hear is the message beep

My dreams, they got her kissing 'cause I don't get to sleep, no

Fergalicious definition, make the boys go loco

They want my treasures so they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can squeeze me

I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy

I got reasons why I tease 'em

Boys just come and go like seasons

Fergalicious (So delicious)

But, I ain't promiscuous

And if you was suspicious

All that shit is fictitious

I blow kisses (Muah!)

That puts them boys on rock, rock

And they be lining down the block

Just to watch what I got (So delicious)

Buddy, you're a boy, make a big noise

Playing in the street

Gonna be a big man someday

You got mud on your face

You big disgrace

Kicking your can

All over the place, singing

We will, we will rock you

We will, we will rock you

Buddy, you're a young man, hard man

Shouting in the street

Gonna take on the world someday

You got blood on your face

You big disgrace

Waving your banner

All over the place

We will, we will rock you (Sing it out)

We will, we will rock you, rock you, rock you

[?] determines its quality

Quality comes with reconising the characteristic sounds of various instruments

So we sampled a few out of the multitude of sounds in our environment

And study the meetings of loudness, pitch, and quality

From the vast number of vibrations of the interpretive sound, you may gather a wealth of [?]... and enjoyment

Human, human, human after all

Human, human, human after all

Human, human, human after all

Human, human, human after all

Human, human, human after all

Human, human, human after all