Search results for 'haptic'

Riding high through all this static
Lacing hands in lustful fabric
Feeling hyped and synched, synaptic
Snapping back
I'm feeling, haptic

Snapping

Sink into my bad habits, bad habits
I'm back to back habits, bad habits
Caught me up in those, ah, hot haptics
But now it don't matter
Might be some

that activist
I need yo touch i really need your haptic fix
I feel so lonely i don't think i can adapt ta this
I ain't a ps5 but she play me like she

want to look down in the casket
Saw that baby laying down all dramatic
Couldn't even think about it couldn't even fathom
Moms cry different its haptic

Guess i wuz assumin wrong saw 'er turnin, hair flickin
Haptic emotion, winkin, starts slow motion creepin
Now tinglin, sensors singin, sanity clingin
Fi

come find me, come find me in time
Without haptic love, will I be enough in time?

Waterfalls cascading down
Flooding fountains fade out
Ripple through

Oh, Disco Volador
Can you re-align the boundaries of my sensory home
Oh, Disco Volador
Love is haptic, my revision could fool anyone

Disco

know your manual backward
Six speed with the feedback haptic
Ima fill you up no practice
So fuck being stuck
Come find me say what's up
And after I'm

advantage (Advantage)
You got to manage (Manage)
I love you no haptics (haptics)
I'm captivated in your eyes
Baby you don't know who I am
Love me for constant

The artist is fascist
The fists are a farce 
An artifice of a baseline shift
Haptic deprival of the virtual domain
The terms of the conditions laid

arrival
Calculated by the measure gyro
Scoping out the scene through the contact on my iris
Media streams deliver me haptic feedback
To feel the emotional

guess you can see that I am struggling
Not getting enough time to heal
I am mumbling
At this point it’s common knowledge I’m stumbling
Haptic feedback

the wrath incurs
Captions purge attackin' with active verbs
Haptics surge, relaxin' on sattvic herbs
Centauri

Under pale moonlight
Darkness enveloped us

Official classic
Snappin like Vlasic
Pull the trigger
Feel the haptics
Can’t explain it
When it happens
Keep it set
On automatic
For anyone
That’s

Telling us the days begun
The horizon
In the sun

Grammar is the virus
That they use in the dark as a prime
Haptics now the sun will shine
On the face,

Long live the new flesh 
Long live the new flesh 

Your spooky action 
Creates reaction
Little by little 
Things break apart
Haptic relapse
You grant

fantastic
Got my money, elastic
If you wanna beef, get a haptic
Talk shit, wearing cherry chapstick
I don't give a fuck about these muhfuckin' bitches
Tappin'

reach
An impasse lately
No solution clearly left
These kids addicted to
Haptic feed back, medication, masturbation
Don't stop now
You're nearly there

I

Thinking not thinking
Living not living
How can you love it
If you're barely looking
Cheap glass and plastic
Conductive haptics
Recycled signals
No

screen glows flashing on her fingertips
as she dissects with teeth and broken microchips.
capitalizing in a sense, but she's haptic and focused.
he panics

speak the word and it’s haptic 
You can’t cover up 
what is happening 

All the feds Are straight cappin
And they hide in their cabins
the truth is

prettiest penny
I'll give you sugar, give you honey
In exchange for more time
Apart from the haptics, and the fabrics
And the plastic nations
I'll trade you

soul with a back step
Need feedback make it haptic
Cause these psalms ain't been blasting
Got a baseline just to hack in
To my own system been lagging

haptic

Wack emcees can step to me and that’s a bad plan
I’m chilling in the back taking shots w/ the grandads 
Vibing, surviving- but known for killin’.