Lyrics:
hustler you wanted to be like
You can't even do that now
Yeah, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I'm an instrument
Nobody
here gonna stop my streak
I'm putting perfect balance
Between performance
Not just for looks, my armor's the strongest
Come on, you are just feeding
you're waiting for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound, the sound
When we come running
Never go where we belong
the open door
Tell me what you're waiting for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound, the sound
When we come
that night her hot
Humpy performance of "Anaconda" was part of
A medley, and it was followed by a quick
Costume change that didn't quite reach
come running
Headed for the open door
Tell me what you're waiting for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound,
the open door
Tell me what you're waiting for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound, the sound
When we come
the open door
Tell me what you're waiting for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound, the sound
When we come
(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
(Khris James, what the fuck?)
My sound, rude bwoy sound (ah-da-da-da)
My sound (ah-da-da-da)
My sound, jungle sound
channel I've found
I love that record, I love that noise
This frequencies my favourite toy
Chorus
Radio wall of sound, coming up from my tower
Radio wall
I want to ride it
Something like my sound, I want to pump it
Girl you look just like my cars, I want to wax it
And something like my bank account
I
computer sound, not real
As midnight approaches, waiting in the line
Fix your face, powder your nose
Trying to look relax
The shadow of the bouncer
It’s
Tyler recording verse from DEATHCAMP
DEATH CAMP
I'm recording songs, directing these
Videos, doing these photoshoots
The release date is comin'
We look
for
Look across the great divide
Soon they're gonna hear
The sound, the sound, the sound
When we come running
Never go where we belong
Echoes in
rider
If a mi own di sound, mi say, mi are di owner
Select di song, mi are selector
You look in a mi face an' you see di danger
An' every sound, Jah man-a
fooling anyone y'know. Look, isn't there
something you can do?
DEAD PERSON: I feel happy... I feel happy.
[whop]
CUSTOMER: Ah, thanks very much.
Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound
Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground
Ain't it funny how the factory doors
tell me I'm Throwin a tantrum and try to Treat me like a child
Don't try to tail me I'll go Danny Phantom
Or maybe St Patrick And won't make a sound
want you for me
You's a whole ass goddess
Look what you're doing to me
To me
To me, to me, to me
Drop it down, make it sound, make it sound, make it
can't handle my sound
My sound, my sound (future)
(Future nostalgia)
No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya (hey, hey)
(Future
the reasons tend to be
Bad sound, bad mic technique, bad acoustics
And sound guys that know what they're doing are mad elusive
I don't do normal gigs
I do
Peace, tranquility, stillness, quiet
Peace, tranquility, stillness, quiet
Peace, tranquility, stillness, quiet
No sound, no sound, no sound, quiet
No
it down
Make it sound, make it sound, 5 AM
Look, look
I said I'm moving like a soldier move
My bitch is unapproachable
When I shoot my Uzi man
it today day, I'm raisin' the stakes
I'm switchin' my sound, lil' bitch, how this taste
I'll be the best, one day, no debate
My brother be servin' them
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