Search results for 'sound in 70 cites by simple minds' Page #9

it
Some days I'm happy, some days I'm fucked up
Some days I tell the voice in my head to shut the fuck up

Yeah
Motivated by paper and pussy,

a maybe
You know that its bomb like its coming from Brady
I dress like i live in the 70s 
But i get paid like i live in the 80s
Cus i got plugs like AV

Ripped apart
By repetitions of rhythm
To be sunk
Submerged by swells of strings
In trickles of tempo
Mutes
Of melody thrust
Roughly in bells

The Word

Jackie Cain

Changes

1967

Micah] 
 It all began on 2-10, 1975 
 Keeping it live, only a strong mind survive 
 A controller of the rhyme since the age of 9 
 Now I'm two

unknown
Blessed by the Backwood like Holy the ghost (holy the ghost)
Twisting up green like the lawn at my home
Left my heart in the Fairfield city

SESS BY THE TRE BcG LONG
BEFORE THcT HcZE BE/
IM TcLKING PRE BRcNSON
IN EVE GET cDcM STcCY/
PUSHING WEIGHT THRU WcLLS
CLOWNING FOOS WcYNE GcCY/
PCP GOT

have very similar memories to mind
That all our parents were desperately interested in identifying us
And don't you remember that sometimes you went out

of guests in a hotel suite
Our wild eyes ignore the fight
Looking for futures a bit more bright
Even in the face of a dead space
We lead by two in that

bony finger
Tony!
In new york I sock your cronies if they phony
Lonelyyyyy (sobbing sounds)
My only friends are toy ponies
Hwaaaa
Dazed n stumbling

Ellington in the Uber ride
Ridin by my old high school
Now I school the high
Deeper than a scuba dive
Who am I? I I I I just believe
That actions define you

simple

I'm past givin' hints
Time to be as straight up as possible
I pop my mints, gently hold your chin, lean in for a Kiss
Feels like I waited too long

Automatique

Blackalicious

The Craft

2005

today inside is where I find my freedom at 
Is simple as a lyric from my soul to yours as felt 
I didn't write this I just let the pen move by itself

time go
Into my mind and right back out
The hand at work
That feeds our thirst
What you feel is what you get
Created by bone skin teeth
We manifest our

The high tide
Seventy years are not enough
To make me tired of being lost
Covering us with summer dust
So we won't be found
It's suddenly safe in front of us

simple
Stick yo nose in get popped like a pimple
My new babygirl smile with that dimple
Leave you dead like it’s written by Gimple
I ain’t worried bout

Foreplay

Jalen Santoy

Charlie Eastern

2016

it sound appealing
To him and her and even the family
That you keep close, just to blow the steam like Stanley
You the one that have to plunge in

Who Is Benzino?

Diddy

The Benzino Project

2001

and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?

[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no

Perfect

Depeche Mode

Sounds of the Universe

2009

a plain and simple singer 
I heard the sound, I turned my head around 
To watch our love shot down 

In another lonely universe, we're laying side by

Back on the Scene

Rasco

The Birth EP [Pocketslinted]

Ayo
Ayo (What's that?)
One time for your mind (Back again)
Grand Imperial (Ayo, yo)
You know the name (Check it out)
"Rasco"
Ha, ha

Yo, who think

can fly
It's like Lancelot Link the Secret Chimp
Stickman keeps it funky like a  70's pimp
I was hitchhikin' takin' vicodin
Rollin' like thunder in

banging heavy metal
That's Tona 500 boy that's pedal to the metal
I meddle all around like I'm in the 70's
Who the fuck fucking with me
Nobody 

Vibing in

Signs, we crave getting the better of our minds
Innate, unpredictable

Bracing now, feigning how
Time remains indestructible

We left obsession in

said you want to let me be

Baby, baby, what will I do now

Round and round inside my mind
pictures forming with no sound
I can see you over there
I can

overcame by despondency
It almost led me into a tragedy
I'm going seventy
And I close my eyes
I'm trying to put an end to me
I didn't slow for the curve
Just