C, for collaborat’n the kill,
R, for rock’n with my B-watch ‘illn!
I, for I’m real in da place,
M, for me me me, you get outa ma face!
E, for escaping the scene,
What we got for my time is,
Crime Crime Crime!
Kryme by DJ Dee Dub
Released 1986, heavily censored from 1987.
‘The thing is,’ I mumble quietly to myself, ‘I don’t know how you are supposed to work.’ I turn the lightweight cylindrical chrome Amplifier over in my hands. There is no obvious mechanism, only a simple little button on its left side and a space for some kind of plug underneath. I recall the back mounted device that Killervolt wore in our first encounter, that was dark and dirty looking, possibly even rusty. His amplifier looked like it was nailed together by a ten year old. It had wires, switches and gauges all
