Search results for 'metal-looking'

dogs in the kennel, couldn't keep em on the leash (Yeah)
They got their hand on a metal, looking at you as a treat
There ain't no way Imma make it but I

petals 
Foot on the pedal 
Hand on the metal 
Looking down at the devil
Picking blue rose petals 
Picking blue rose petals

I know you going through

always tried to believe in you
No sign or proof of the truth

We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- he's coming back for

a diamond go up on a bezel 
Blue balencis on the pedal
Push it Pedal to metal
Im looking up into space
Im looking up its wraith
Now ya girl want her a taste
I

never met her

I'm just flexing on em on another level
Diamonds rose gold, pedal to the metal
Looking in your eyes I know you're jealous
Focused

to get it
All you little bitches gonna try to mimic
(Break-down)
Mami this is next level
You can be my little devil
Driving pedal to the metal
Looking for

with the treble 
Ike with the metal 
Looking for life where it's sterile
Ain't know my soul was a vessel
My foot on your shit on your rubble and rebel

lights, nothing like retro
Feeling like rowdy cuz i'm a rebel
In this packed up whip with this metal
Looking for vios that i can't let go

Looking for vios

Swinging the pendulum
Seen signals and killed the messenger
Busy tryna build leverage and levy it
Fed up wit niggas squeezing the metal looking for relevance

trynna settle aye aye
Trynna settle aye aye aye
Gas to the pedal, yea I got the f g metal, aye
Looking for gold, you can't be found yea
Gas to the pedal,

Shining metal
Powerful and clean
Looking for trouble
Sharp and lean
Living dangerous
No law I obey
Life on the edge
Run or stay
Mean
Mean Metal

check off
Feeling so cold that's the ice on my wrist
When I pull up I rock heavy metal
They be looking like COVID they making me sick
Finna ride around in

Chickenshit Conformist

Dead Kennedys

Bedtime for Democracy

1986

New York metal labels looking to scam
Who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find
To make a buck revving kids up for war
Walk tall, act

metal shears
Looking back on all the years
A drink for all the angels tears, ah
A drink for all the angels tears, ahh
I thought you were an angel till you

Yelling at my peers
I'm cutting the game up 
Like metal shears
Looking back on all the years
A drink for all the angels tears, ah
A drink for all the angels

Metal Head looking for a hidden tape in a desolated Spanish island

So to review
The Bus 13
Is on the top of a hill
Wedged between two trees
Overgrown with vines
And the metal is looking rusty
There doesn't seem to be

When a piece of cold metal is looking straight into your eyes!
Huh huh hah!
Huh huh ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Huh huh hah!

to bang metal
Everybody looking at me like I changed won't settle
Undefeated yea believe it I am so long gone
Conceited you can read it in my whole catalog

Great wine and fire
Don't forget your hairbrush
When you die 

Weightless in a misty spacecraft
Schrieking metal stars
Looking at some lonely faces

veins
Your concrete brain now counterstained
Yea!

Peeling back your flesh reveals
Your weakened steel
Its Metal fatigue

Looking back at it now
It's no

when hair grows
The birds don’t touch you...fucker you a scarecrow
You aren’t metal, stones are looking hella yellow
Red Lou'bs, dead shoes, he sit

Johnny Cash when he was true Country
Not this God damn hippie, dippie, Rock 'n Roll bullshit
Anything with a breakdown ain't real Metal, damn it
Looking

water, gotta go get some more
Nobody's gonna notice if I leave right? Yeah, for sure!
Alright, I'm settled, my pedal is on the metal
Wow, they looking real