Brain Wrap (c) 1991 by Kirk Madison and Lewis D'Aubin PREV TRACK NEXT TRACK The brain - it's between your ears Finally here In effect what you suckas fear It's in your head, born and bred If you didn't have a brain you'd probably be brain dead Situated below the cerebral cortex Next to the cerebellum, cold in effect Is the medulla and I'm not foolin' Frontin' and grillin', chillin' and coolin' in Compton! Hangin' in tha home hood You need a brain if you wanna make good Crips at my crib stagin' a drive-by Homey's in tha corner on crack you know he's brain fried I pulled a nine millimeter and told 'em to stop Shots rang out, one of them killed a cop I proceeded to aim and shoot ya boy in the face You know a brain is a terrible thing to waste Yo! I'm a lyrical poet The rhymes are in my brain just in case you didn't notice I'm on tha mic throwin' a dope rhyme Def enuf to make you all go blind Mastering tha beat with my cold crush posse I'd make a rhyme here but nothing rhymes wit' posse That's cause my brain was trained by tha maestro James Brown, a man I think we all know With the girlies sittin' in the front row I'm gettin' bizay after tha show Kissin' and touchin' and strokin' her gently In my Mercedes, Lexus or Bentley Or any of tha other cars that I own Except for my bodyguard we'll be alone He won't hear us cause he is so def Paid to protect you, his name is Big Jeff That night we go to a party Everybody's there Oh lawdy Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, and my man Michael Jackson, Quincy Jones, Wayne Newton, even Jesse Jackson! I hypnotize them with my brain power Bustin' a rhyme gettin' richer by tha hour And why not cause they paid me to come here The rhymes flow from my mouth to your ear They enter your brain and cause a reaction A dope beat called a brain contraction I'll make you dance till you suckas get sore feet Your brain can't handle this stupid fresh bass beat Harder than hammer, colder than Ice T Like a man with no arms you can't touch me, WORD.

In college, I failed Calculus class something like 4 times. These lyrics were written in calculus class. Coincidence? I think not! The backing track on this song was originally a lot faster... in fact, originally, it was a repeating riff based on 'Master and Servant' by Depeche Mode. Kirk and I had originally done this to make fun of Kirk's girlfriend at the time, who actually liked bands like Depeche Mode and Lords of the New Church. That idea was quickly thrown out the window when we discovered that slowing down the tape made the vocals sound more 'urban' - plus, I wanted a more hip-hop drumbeat. So I put together a new backing track, based on sounds from my Alesis SR-16 drum machine and an old Roland MT-32 synth module that some band had left at my house. Sampling was just becoming really popular at the time, so I made up a 4 bar snippet on another tape and sampled it into my ART Multiverb, which had a simple one-shot sample function that was good for about 4 seconds max. I also sampled the word 'brain' and ran it through my DOD digital delay set at various regen levels, and dropped that all over the track. (If you listen carefully, you can hear the 'brain' sample in the background every time the word 'brain' is mentioned in the lyrics.) Finally, I needed some authentic turntable scratching, so I hooked up my faithful JVC turntable, apologized to it for what I was about to do, and looked for a record I didn't mind tearing up. That ended up being a 'Bronski Beat' record that somebody had left in my stack. I think I did pretty good for somebody who had never 'scratched' before! At very least, it's completely ridiculous sounding. Credits Drums...........Lewis D'Aubin Synthesizer.....Lewis D'Aubin Lead vocals.....Lewis D'Aubin Backing vocals..Lewis D'Aubin & Kirk Madison Recorded and mixed 1991 at Lewis's Parents' living room, Harahan LA