Search results for 'Closed Loop Action System'

Belief system
Ignorance
Dystopian world
Broke you
Blinders up
Eyes out
Reinventing truth

Did your research
Unchallenged
In a closed loop
Reinventing

but didn't listen to any criticism
Thought you knew but you didn't
So perk your ears up and listen
Studio is a system
And you could say that I'm

LOOP, loop, got me—got me on loop,
That's how life works (How life works)
LOOP, you got on me on loop, you got me on loop
That's how life works, how

to simulate immortality using felts and actions of human beings
Mathematical ejaculation to create feelings
Mechanical psychology and memories generated in

in bed
Closed mouths don't get fed
'Cause I don't want another, waste another second for you
No other action will do
You gotsta see that thing through

Respond/React

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

flashin
Slow up Ock, before you get dropped and closed like a caption
Fractional kids don't know the time for action
Styles got the rhythm that

Respond/React

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

to the fake nigga Flash-in
Slow-up Oc before you get dropped
And closed like a caption
Fractional kids don't know the time for action
Styles got the rhythm

or closed
Nor guarding no watching you can not stop the loss

Money, money
Bones and fat
Money, money
Pumping blood

Obsessive thoughts and nightmares among

And just like that, we're back in Flagstaff
We're back in action and we're back to back
Yeah
Fingers in the outlines of guns
And tongues out
We're

with eyes closed, your ignorance has left us all exposed. We are the architects of our own demise, virus introduced by naive minds, human frailty

Goldmine

Busta Rhymes

The Big Bang

2006

double refuse to rock
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job 

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Getting money like back in the days
niggas get like

Goldmine

Busta Rhymes

The Big Bang

2006

to rock
Closed up my door up and murked you on the job

Gettin' money like back in the days
Niggaz get like shower posse in a spectacular drug games
Slayin'

Welcome to the place you belong
A palace of ignorance free to the core
Inside the mind
Closed systems of thought preside on
Repetitious discourse

Further flashes of a life once-born
Unknown danger when there is no more
A failing treatment system for the lives on loop
Delving further into

Uh
Synchronization of breath and movement has me sold
Inhale the good intentions hold
Eyes closed
Exhale and feel it in the tissues, muscles, bones

action left right left right no time  to move backwards..
System crumbling...see it coming as the world goes round and round. Put your fist up if you feel

kid in it with sentence of sinister conferred
Magna-funk asbestos, the best at closed-quarters shit
Some will gravitate to the falcon and burn in

to dumbing down the population
From commercials of a burger to the news reporting murder
Everything's a system put in place of order so we know our place
You

I quit lucid dreams but I'm back in the deep of it
So you know you'll find me with my eyelids closed
I get waved off awkward silence
Ask what

Intro

Quavo

Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 1

2017

'em
I'm with Mango Foo hangin' out of the roof
Chasin' the loot, never caught in the loop
Sick with the flute, cook a brick in the booth
In

I'm out the loop
No conversations
The same positions, I'm running through
Nothing is different
The same position - fucking crude
Whatever's in

to the action
A Gambino with one destination
Here for Valentino
The length that she goes to is like
Tarantino's picture
Settling for worse or better
Settling for

baby's never have to know this mission
An if so may they never compromise position
Poppa be a moor I wasn't with that system
Saw profit from a whore once

made it out the motherfucking dungeon
Tank has been on E, but I gotta keep runnin'
What you finna lean on when the system is crumblin'?
Everybody