Search results for 'sonic depth finder'

Yeah, already know that we cannot be beat
Yeah, this victory sweet
Yeah, finders keep
Yeah, you too slow, no speed
Yeah, you too slow, no speed
Nigga

deeper in the mines
Take what was mine
Finder's keepers
Loser's weeper's
Such a waste of time
Cutting out my feelings
For somebody who declined, me
Never

Allah on me
Every breath that I get he allowing me
So I'm bound to be
Iridescent reflecting cosmic beams
Been on a quest so respect what finders keep

reason to be here
So I don't really feel equal
I feel I'm more of a problem
Tryna run this game like sonic
Everyone be holding hands
They all got reason

Beside the darkest depths are the steps to your highest position
Just a blip ugh yeah keep that in mind
Just a tip ugh yeah just to see it fit right
This

in the depths!
In my head!
In my head!
I've been letting this depression fester in my head!
In my head!
In my head!
I bottle all of this aggression in

you C
Making waves my nigga you got double E
Like yo mind and body tired gotta pay a finders fee
Michael Myers niggas moving really weird no Halloween
I

finders fee on my deliveries
I Don't need to ask me
For my cash back

It's hard to claim when I'm in this state
Over exaggerate as I lay out it all

I found a newer way to tell you I could be myself
I see it thru now baby follow me into the depths
You know what I gotta do
You know I’m coming thru

cowards are vexed
Pound the alphabet again ga ga gengen
Youre out of your depth, bow the best
Put the crown on my head again ga-gengen

We want Lowkey x8

to dance together in the sonic dance floor and the instrumentation can create the most pleasant and addictive melodies or act as the musical equivalent

Lightning speed ravaging the snare drum
Gaping wounds as shards of wood meet flesh
I will bleed for you
You will break your necks
Sonic ritual

a floor
Never let it bore
Need more bass

Want more sonic depth
Then just add some heft
Need more bass

It may not be a race
But you're gonna have to face

I can't believe it
Ya vibe is so warm, baby I need it
And I ain't gotta question ya love, I know you mean it
Finders, keepers
Ya heart on lock and I'm

Now the same fucking bitches wanna lay down where I came 
Wanna talk about my range 
Like this range finder
Gonna find a fucking way 
To a Range Rover

evolved and turned harder than Onix
Blast off like team rocket then I turn super sonic
You hate it when I lie the only thing I keep honest
I'm Smoking

Are you ready
Questioning the depths of the thoughts I thought of
Them lyrics I thought and jotted
Aught to be hot and flow like coffee pots
Looking

the loud, I never smoke the reg
Gotta get to 'em faster, Sonic
Stay Brolic, got the knowledge from the chalice
Give me a challenge
When I come through

of life's relentless test
The man stumbled and faltered like all the rest.
But in the depths of his darkness he found a spark
A glimmer of hope to mend his

looking to the sky for the longest
The conduit sonic turned into the comet
Understand I'm a mortal of a man
Think again, 'til you form the direction

I Call Shots

Kurupt

Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha

1999

in the Thunderdome center
In the depths of the dungeon, dangerous, dastardly
Catastrophes, metamorphosize into a pit
Tyranno-Don, crackin the bricks

and to roll!

Sonic insanity
On the depths we are found
Decibels and technique
Of pure and honest sound

The path for us is decided
It's the trail of feeling

like a sonic boom...

I know that people looking up to me just like the moon...

My wallet getting fatter like Luigi eating shrooms...

Regarding rapping

the purpose of existence
Destiny reveals itself in the dark vacuum of space
It moves up from macrocosm to microcosm
To reemerge in the empty depths