Search results for 'Association of the Wall and Ceiling Industry'

Fuck a gatekeeper
Knock his ass out
Fuck a glass ceiling
Burn the house down

Stream farm going hard
Running up the numbers
Ad budget go dummy

Industry in danger
Industry in danger
Industry in danger
Industry in danger

Put in my time, forgot about the feeling
You don't know how the fuck I'm feeling

the MARTA
Through the hood
Just tryin ta find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin
Ta catch that feelin off

that hookup
Now everyday we looked up at the ceiling
(Yuh) watching ceiling fans go 'round
Tryna catch that feeling
Off instrumentals, had my pencil,

The MARTA through the hood
Just tryna find that hookup
Now, every day, we looked up at the ceiling
(Yuh) watching ceiling fans go 'round
Tryna catch that

been dreaming: I was hot on the 
trail of Brain Man. I was in a cave high on a peninsula off 
Mykonos. On the ceiling of the cave was chiseled 
""The

when im drowning in fame
Pussy paper my people wont stay the same
But my feelings hoe stay with the pain
Where my ceiling go? wait bro it covered by

as it must be,
All must trust me.”
Every soul an employee,
Of the industry.

No one runs, we all must comply, (Comply).
There’s eyes in the ceiling.
Press

stranger things-I just want to be her baby
All I think bout lately, and now I put my walls up all on safety

Got the Wii beat, got ET smokin' on some pieces

We Outta Here NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA

Fuck UR feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling

screaming "give me"
Im focused on that jacpot
Homie fuck their feelings
I be yelling fuck the industry
My niggas they be dealing
Its like a full time job

Grind State

Young Jeezy

Church in These Streets

2015

spending street money up at Saks
I'm a dealer and I'm known to pull up on them dealer tags
Every nigga in the industry done tried to steal the swag
Got

photo
And analysis shows the lander's ceiling shadow
10,000 pound thrusters, no craters or blast holes though
You wanna see the rest of the show here ya

I'm just more so appalled, y'all let it slide for too long
Industry's back on the wall, see how they act when I'm on

I do the 800 dash for the cash for

the Marta, through the hood
Just tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling
Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling

abandoned
Seen the writing on the wall seen the patterns on the tiles
Hieroglyphic styles reminded of X-Files
Seven pins in the lock that’ll open seven dreams

chillin thinking what’s the ceiling
Always on my mind like a man that’s possessed
Don’t work for Nike but I’m focused on checks
I finish the job like okay

be?
Now i'm Bustin' through the glass ceiling that i shouldn't be
I guess its just the hood in me
My daughter ain't no hood in her
The nerve of us

so fucking twisted that I met with Slender Man
Grabbed him by the cleft chin and rammed him through the ceiling fan
Swinging on her man like he started

Driven to be supreme
Shout out to FELT and Louie C
Taking over your TV 
Stained on like graffiti on your mental walls
No cause
Or reason to floss
Other

Dilated dialect
I elect
Delicately killing
Dialed in
Cold blooded
Calculated
Damn its chilling
Dead set on audition
Metacognition through the ceiling
We all

to the ceiling/
I’m out trynna get it/
Index finger flexing on these niggas 187 pullin triggers/
Blood stains everywhere, it’s whatever for the figures/
No care in

protection 
From all of the troubles he caused
Finger fukkin the law
Had no feelings involved
Now these ceilings and walls
Is all he talk to
Lord show him

it then you got it how we rockin up in here
Ain't no ceilings in the roof we 'bouta rocket outta here
If they waitin' on the hits we gotta thousand