Search results for 'Microwave Landing System'

the candy (candy)
I'm so high, no landing (landing)
Keepin' that Glock grip steady (steady)
Rockin' this shit, confetti (confetti)
They all let it go

roll-over
A dusty pullover and a Pulitzer
A must we bust your crusty subwoofer system
Foes is just bluffin'
Clear your nose from huff-puffin'
A glutton for

system as he chases me
Down the parkway
Down the parkway
The realtor screams
Landing on deaf ears
The realtor screams
Landing on dead ears
Half of what she

I'm just asking
Why you laughing
What's happening
With the mansion
Never landing
Paper stacking
Make it do a back flip
Like it's trapped in
My

DJ Tmaro, Qase Beats, Neexus Beats
Muss ich sagen das ist richtig geil
Life of the party, we drinking Bacardi
The swagger is landing, the swagger is

called namek
Baby it's skrimp I'm showing them up
High as the fuck ain't no mfkn landing
Shawty issa workout for ur lungs
Some of these hoes just won't

Don't know about you but I'm a rise up and through the system kick

It suits you right there on their shelf beside their action figures
Oh emotionless

And brains are being fried 
Like a microwave 
Controlled by this system
Keeping our mental imprisoned
Blinding our spiritual visions
With deceptions they're

up the Earth like a microwave

8 planets in the Solar System all scattered across the sky
Get yourself a telescope and join the fun and see them with

the only thing
That's keeping 'em good
My other nigga said the system
Ain't treatin' him good

It's a shame they love you
More when nuttin's going

theology 

I'm getting headaches from your microwaves 
Your fascist symbols are collapsing my soul 
I've got issues with authority 
And your system is full

behind
Them darkened eyes
The lies of the system
And it's with time that you're finding
That the demon inside you
Wants to keep you
Inside of the playpen

Yeah, yeah, crime pays
Crime pays, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Crime pays, nigga, crime pays
Choppin' up the change wit' cocaine in my microwave
Made it

to the solar system if I left my neighbourhood?

Stay now
I was looking for a real soft landing
Hey now
All I wanted was some understanding 
Cos I don’t wanna

hard I'm lately landing on the 5
I be cookin' easy tryna make it out alive
Do this till I die and I know a nigga tried
Put that on my life, nigga put

Catherine's
In Brizzi's they be stiff as mannequins
Down at Fort Hamilton
In Greenwood Cemetery
They be landing in
I move the Jews
When they be gathering

Down

world will rise So far we succeed


Commander we are approaching the orbit
All right, reduce speed and switch systems to autopilot Begin the landing

away
Little architect of pain
Maybe someday

I could be a cat person
Regal even in the fall
Like an acrobatic kitty
Catatonically landing
Right-side up

on you needle heads
Make the skin crawl itching on the planted tech
Shake down a nervous system reanimate a nano flex
Dark tricks propaganda held up by

Entitlement Crew

The Hold Steady

Thrashing thru the Passion

2019

Tequila take off, Tecate landing
Sorry about the centerpiece, thanks for understanding
Soft salesmen, hard branding
Campari commissions
I was

OK Space bird, prepare all systems for landing 
All systems ready for landing 
40000 feets… 
7000 feets… 
5000 feets… 
Touch down 
Welcome

And these niggas be
Hoping that a nigga slip

Finna break the system
Stop playing games wit em
Finna break the system
Stop playing games wit em
Finna break

Perfect World [Bonus Track]

Strung Out

Skinny Years: Before We Got Fat

1998

paying all your bills who needs books when you got tv you don't need to read with the vcr who needs to cook we got the microwave you don't need to walk

going 
Beyond the reaches of 
The microwaves and modems 

And that helped me ground 
Yeah you turned it round 
You turned it round 
You talk me down