Bionic Jive

Bionic Jive

 Phoenix, Arizona, USA
BandMetalHip Hop

Introducing BIONIC JIVE! The Southwest's top name in high energy, pro level "Thug Metal"

Biography

Emanating from the desert floor like a heat wave, the 5 man destruction squad known as BIONIC JIVE is rising like a Phoenix from the sprawling wasteland that bears it's name. Throughout their career, BIONIC JIVE has established themselves as one of the Southwest's most intense and passionate live acts. Featuring a dark, hard-hitting sound that has been described by some as "Thug Metal", BIONIC JIVE encorporates elements of a vast range of styles including Hip Hop, Funk and Extreme Metal. The end result is a truly unique angle on the genre and promises to raise the bar to an entirely new level that will re-define the way "Rap-Core" is looked at in the future.

2008 saw the release of BIONIC JIVE's 2nd full-length release "Passion Over Politics" which, yet again, set a new standard for music of it's kind. Featuring the unstoppable vocal force of one Asayanda "Ako" Mack and one Marc "Emerg McVay" Moore, BIONIC JIVE drops some of the most poignant lyrical content heard today. This frenetic lyrical assault is only matched by the ferocity of the instrumentation brought to you by Richard "Cunni" Gartner (Bass Guitar), Matthew "Porkchop" Ward (Lead Guitar) and Chris "Cooter" Carlson (Drums). The sounds created by this team can only be described a VISCERAL. Psychotic and often Psychedelic, "Cunni's" swirling, spiraling bass lines write a sonic mystery that is narrated by "Porkchop's" searing Guitar blasts and locked into a rock-solid timeline by "Cooter", the rythmic overseer. The level of precision and technique displayed by these consummate professionals is something that must be witnessed to be believed. This provides for a seemingly endless energy level that carries all the way from your stereo speakers to the stage. This undeniable force has garnered the BIONIC squad such achievements as being signed to Interscope Records for their debut release "Armageddon Through Your Speaker", to songs that have appeared on major motion pictures such as "Resident Evil" and "The Transporter".

Lyrics

I Shot Lucifer

Written By: Bionic Jive

THIS IS ME, black and most hated in all fifty, from genocide to swastikas and right wing comities. THIS IS ME, a witness to governmental conspiracy over crowded cells bleed addicts, to feed my streets. THIS IS ME, the one aryan nation wanna touch, burn my church, set me up, hog tie and wet me up, AND AT THE SAME TIME, my own block hold a nine, with a bullet with my name in case I go against the grain. America sleeps while children play with cybersex, and my neighbors hard to love, cause I know he child molest, money manifest the greed, greed manifest the murder, murder manifest revenge to hold the cycle of the sin, but...

CHORUS

I shot Lucifer, Christ compelled me, Christ compelled me, we bring the truth to light Shocked the world with it, I shocked the world with it, a governmental conspiracy to murder me THIS IS ME, in the United States of Amnesia, your state of the union don't address me, when my block is in a seizure. THIS IS ME, the revolution televised in this century, millennium Armageddon, every time you hear em mention. THIS IS ME, I fight holy wars with the dot coms, race wars in modern Vietnam they yellin. THIS IS ME, I circle yo intrigue, I'm standing at the foot of martial law and I watch my homies bleed. America sleeps and money got the kids impressed, put the president in jail he in office having sex, politicians aint real, mother fuck the police, in the cells on the inside and jails in the streets, but....

REPEAT CHORUS

I am the Alpha to the 7th power, Omega in its last hours, electrical towers and media showers all get devoured, exposed the cowards, chaos and power, the devil is yours the Lord is ours.

Ricochet

Written By: Bionic Jive

Sweep concentration camps with blood hounds. Night lamps lurking in the cold and damp fox hole. 1969, Vietnam never seen the dead calm type mode. From sun down till crack of dawn, dancing in the napalm, mamma's first born train to kill the calm. Dispatch the recon, reinforce legion, penetrate the strong hold with my ensemble. My platoon purple heart, trigger smart, lay them down off the last round at the birth of sundown.

PRECHORUS

we tear it down so what you gonna do?

Chorus

YES YES YA'LL EVERYBODY RICOCHET OF THE WALL YA'LL WE GON' BRAWL BRAWL x4

{Intrusion 6 o'clock } Swamp sleeper, booby trap barb wires in case peace plans back fire. Bullet wounds and knife scars till my lungs expire, all I got left is last words for messiah. There they go, the opposition they got my name on ammunition trying to hold my dominion. Fuck that, let the bayonnet connect, my battle cry resurrect Malcom X releasing full metal jackets. Espionage, rob the blue prints, now we hard to touch, in the clutch, like pentagon documents

REPEAT PRECHORUS

REPEAT CHORUS

Mother can you ever forgive me, for taking a life? I'm only 19 becoming a man over seas. I wrote you this letter, under fire can you please talk to God? I think he's mad at me. I sleep in the rice fields for days at time, unable to move, limited food, I'm so cold. And all I have is dreams of holding my son and witnessing a smile from you, love you. Please excuse the blood, I just lost another friend as I'm writing you, miss you. Another one gone and I'm ashamed cause these are days that I'm use to. NIGHTMARES FALL and I cant shake them ...NIGHTMARES FALL and I cant shake them I CANT SHAKE THEM.......I CANT SHAKE THEM

REPEAT CHORUS

Escape from the execution is futile.

Swarm

Written By: Bionic Jive

SOMEBODY TAKE FLIGHT FROM THE STAGE TO THE CROWD BELOW AND EXPOSE A BLOODY NOSE FROM THE THE FLOWS OF YOUR ELBOWS, NO CROWD CONTROL. THIS IS NO HOLDS BARRED. WE GONNA BRAWL UNTIL YOUR KNOCKED OUT, SPRAWLED IN YOUR SOCKS AND DRAWS WITH THE PARAMEDICS INVOLVED. ENGAGE THE MOSH PIT AND LOSE CONTROL UNTIL THE STAGE FOLD, BECAUSE BIONIC AINT LEAVING 'TIL YOU SUFFOCATING IN THE FRONT ROW. I WANT TO SEE SHOULDER BLADES RICOCHET OFF THE RIBCAGE, THIS IS NEW AGE STRESS AGE FOR BOOGIE DOWN RENEGADES IN RAGE. YOU WANT TO BODY BANG THIS IS INSANE WAR GAMES WITH NOTHING TO GAIN BUT PAIN

CHORUS x2

IF YOU READY FOR WAR THEN HIT THE THE FLOOR, EVERYBODY COME ON. YOUR IN THE SWARM, YOUR IN THE SWARM, YOU WANT TO BANG, LETS GO, BRING THE PAIN, LETS GO YOU HIT EM HIGH, HIGH...I HIT EM LOW, LOW THIS SECTION IS RESERVED FOR THOSE HARD TO KILL. SO SHOVE HIM IN HIS CHEST HARD ENOUGH TO TURN HIS LUNGS TO GILLS. DISLOCATE YOUR SHOULDER, IS THE QUOTA ,THESE RHYMES SEND YOUR HEAD TO NOVA SCOTIA WHEN ANIMALISTIC IMPULSE TAKE OVER. MOSH MONSTER, BEHOLD THE HEAD TRAUMA, GET DOWN, NO DO SI DOE ,THIS IS THE TRUE ESSENCE OF THE UNDERGROUND. SUNSHINE OR RAIN. WE TOSS ON ASPHALT TERRAIN, AS WE LEVITATE OVER THE CROWD WITH YOUR EYE BALLS GOUGED. YOU WANT TO BODY BANG, THIS IS INSANE, WAR GAMES WITH NOTHING TO GAIN BUT PAIN

CHORUS

IM GOIN INSANE, I FEEL THE TEMPERATURE RISE BUT CAN I MAINTAIN. ALL THE PUSHIN AND SHOVIN ITS LIKE WE GANG BANG, ITS A THIN LINE BETWEEN LIVIN AN DYIN YOU WANT TO BODY BANG? THIS IS INSANE. WAR GAMES WITH NOTHING TO GAIN BUT PAIN. YOU WANT TO BASH WITH IT? THEN WE CAN CLASH WITH IT, AND SEE WHO BE THE LAST MAN TO STAND WITH IT

CHORUS

Increase The Dosage

Written By: Ako Mack/Emerg McVay

First comes the pain of the penetration with a lethal injection
Filling your vein with a liquid migraine
Tapping your brain put your frontal lobe in barbwire
With a thorn in your dome like the crown of messiah
Get inside your molecular core like carnivorous cancers and bang out your life force
Every cell is castrated leave you sedated your medicated on cc’s of hatred

Increase the dosage
Turn it up 100 cc’s give it to’em make it hard to breath
Increase the dosage
Give it to’em like the never ever seen like its methamphetamine and codeine

IM SO DILLUTED SO POLLUTED FROM THE POLITCS I BEEN AFFLECTED SO ADDICTED AND I CANT SHAKE IT

I dilated my pupils so you can see the circulation in my system got me shaken at best
On a gurney where you rest yo I’m pushing the throttle of my addiction with vics and percocets
the dosage, .my cup runneth over like the morphine drip was on tap from all the pain in my back
its like the 80’s and crack bionic jive sedated you medicated on cc’s of hatred, the dosage

I’m the vaccine for crack fiends the symbol for writer’s block with a procedure for amnesia on the microscop
Cross genetics with barracudas and pythons jackals and black orchids in Saigon with a pipe bomb

I’m equipped with the anecdote to keep this formula in motion with a dose of this prescription devotion
100cc’s of pure commotion pandemonium and chaos cause revolution never need no promotion ha

WHY CAN’T YOU INCREASE THE DOSAGE WHY CAN’T YOU INCREASE THE DOSAGE

Increase the dosage
Turn it up 100 cc’s give it to’em make it hard to breath
Increase the dosage
Give it to’em like the never ever seen like its methamphetamine and codeine

IM SO DILLUTED SO POLLUTED FROM THE POLITCS I BEEN AFFLECTED SO ADDICTED AND I CANT SHAKE IT

Intoxicated, inebriated and I can’t come down
I’m so faded feel so jaded feel it take me down

Today is the Day "Passion Over Politics"

Written By: Emerg McVay/Ako Mack

If I die tonight
If I die tonight yeah….

Every time I move forward they try to pull me back.
Got my mind on my money and you aint taken that.
Never no never will I play the back.
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Gotta keep on payin dues and pushin till I’m breakin through.
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People looking for games, but I ain’t playin none.
If your ready to bring then homey let it come.
Let the world be the battle field we never run.
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Ready whenever however you aint even gotta tell us.
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Let em know I gave my all if I die tonight.
Went through the pain and the struggle tryin to get it right.
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Tell god to forgive my sins, tell my family I tried to win.
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Today is the day.

I’m never turning back, now I came too far to quit on the road on my own. I’m by myself in this. I got to give it my all and hope it’s more than enough to get me by in this life because I cherish it. I can’t do it alone, but yet I gotta try, and stand up like a man although I’m petrified. I’m stuck still but I’m watching my back, because I know they coming for me with the hatred attached… so today is the day I hope it aint my last, but if it is, don’t cry, just celebrate my past. Tell god to forgive my sins and tell my family I tried to win, cause today is the day!

Get Your Bars Up

Written By: Emerg McVay/Ako Mack

White house, white walls, white America for Columbine.
A white President, white collar crimes. They telling white lies looking the whites up in they eyes. A white hooded sheet for disguise. See in black and white. They getting white washed times the inner minds eye get a white watch if it’s white power…then it’s for white people. I’m in a white tee a white desert eagle. They wanna ride they white pony doa bunch of white lines and blame it on the white homies. I’m like a white magician, I expose the duck, I’m like a white politician I don’t give a fuck. It’s cynicism when I write cause underground hip hop is now all white, I give precise, non of yall niggas is tight, nigga you white like you Condelisa Rice… get ya bars up.

San Quinton, get ya bars up
Rikers Island get ya bars up
Stateville get ya bars up
We on the attack don’t make us have to bring Alcatraz back!

Folsom get ya bars up
My niggas up in Florence, get ya bars up
Pelican bay get ya bars up
We on the attack don’t make us have to bring Alcatraz back!

Black democrat black government black politician black republican black demolition black market thesis black hooded scullie black ski mask and gloves that got bloody. Black independent black institution a black petition for a black revolution. Get ya bars up it’s black market whey o guards up charge up if you hard up. A black widows web a deceit it’s all black history. Black economic chemisty black symmetry black united planes looking for terrorism to blacm on Saadam Hussain, call it Black Reign. Black chains black slave remains, white men with black names in close range. Black pistol grip for pain that wont stain. Black murda motive for niggas that don’t bang look main.

Menard, get ya bars up
Waupon, get ya bars up
Vacaville get ya bars up
We on the attack, don’t make us have to bring Alcatraz back!

Chino, get ya bars up
My niggas up in Shawnee get ya bars up
Guantanamo bay, get ya bars up
We on the attack, don’t make us have to bring Alcatraz back!

Discography

- Discography -
Armageddon Through Your Speakers - Interscope Records (2001)
Armageddon Unreleased - Independent Release (2004)
Live and Unreleased - Farmclub Exclusive
Judgement Time - Judge D
Passion Over Politics - Independent Release (2008)

- Movie Soundtracks -
The Transporter - "Ricochet" (2002)
The Italian Job - Exclusive trailer (2003)
Resident Evil - "Swarm" (2002)
We Play Crazy #3 (DVD 2008)
The Golden Era (DVD 2009)

- Video Game Appearances -
ATV-2 (2004)
Postal 2 (2004)
Guitar Hero: Downloadable Song (2005)

Set List

- Increase The Dosage
- I Shot Lucifer
- Conspiracy Theory
- We Go Hard
- Verbal Backdraft
- Die
- Ricochet

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