Search results for 'Quantized Classical Path'

knowledge in rap
While the cowards sit back
And hide behind the familiar scared to steer from the past
Won't dare to veer from that path
Year to year the same

from capitol to capitol
I'm new age classical
Derived from the mind and delivered
Through the soul through the soul
The odds are impossible
These

Bang Bang

Vinyl Kings

Little Trip

2002

go 

The more I look the less I find
It's getting hard to ease my mind 

Small talk or the classical station
"Soft Rock" for the lost generation

on the 'regs tryna sort my path out
Already know how I get down
I'm on the up so I can't upset now
Think I got a rep now
Textiles, switch it up - I ain't got no

where it goes down

I make the track free on quantized energy
I'm finding everything connected by string
Theory, Fearless
Marching toward the nearest

path to follow protocol
You gotta be so practical, you practise so your tactical
This love is an art so it’s best to keep it classical
Like classical

just as you wake up 

Yet are just yesterday the memories of a 
harmonious classical world
classical world

Turn in your cage 
the door is open
but just

but they know plenty about Trojans.
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical
Harlettes! Laides!
Alright girls, sing 'em your siren

Deceitful people my past as a
Deity to the rap
Don't want your praise just be amazed as
I kill demons up in my path
CD is broken glass cause I'm
Greedy I'm

Big Noise from Winnetka

Bing Crosby

Bing Crosby with the Bob Crosby Orchestra and Friends

2008

don't know shit about Euripides, 
But they know plenty about Trojans. 
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical 
Harlettes! Laides!

The Big Noise from Winnetka

Bob Crosby

Stomp Off, Let's Go!

1992

don't know shit about Euripides, 
But they know plenty about Trojans. 
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical 
Harlettes! Laides!

I'm headed down a dark path, destination unknown
Strayed far away from destiny long ago
Streets feed you to the wolves, blicky keep you out the woods

on the right path mean while
Never judge a book by its cover big lover big hustler treat her way nicer platinum visa she the goddamn defenition of a keeper
shit

Classical conductor
All natural motherfucker
Got rounds in the cupboard
All clowns taking cover
Rock the crown on the uppers
Hammer sound clap thunder

Classical conductor
All natural motherfucker
Got rounds in the cupboard
All clowns taking cover
Rock the crown on the uppers
Hammer sound clap thunder

this race
My cleats be diggin in the grass don't bother givin chase
I'm on a path you can not fathom in a foreign land 
You be frozen like yo dinner gon

Low volume classical music play in a mansion
I’m reading Napoleon Hill in the back of the phantom
Once had my shoes on, landlord threw a tantrum
Now

stapled to the brain
Cain's an Abelist enabled this so shake the bane off backs
Proper course to stop remorse in opting for your honest path
Drop

a classical piano flunky
So it's about time for something that's just me

I'm gonna write a song again
Don't care if it's right or wrong again
You know it's for

of fresh air for the whole map
Reminiscent of a classical throwback
You already know that
Without even realizing it
That once you hear the sound in your mind

me up he said "let's whip up something masterful"
This shit feel like we just mixed Atlanta with some classical
I used to hit record with my friends

the sky, they can't shine without the dark
Couldn't fit my shoes, my Timbs been through a lot
This path is what I choose, I just gotta shoot my shot
When it

could have done
There's a million other roads I could have run
There's a million other tales I could have told
And oh
There's a million other paths I

The Big Noise from Winnetka

Bob Crosby Orchestra

Hits of '38

1993

don't know shit about Euripides, 
But they know plenty about Trojans. 
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical 
Harlettes! Laides!