Lyrics:
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
happy
If you weren't sad
Not on my watch she said
I stand alone by my own volition
Waiting for your next transmission
I wish that I could make just one
with them guys that society begrudges
We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin'
We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin
Before you could sell
lightning they strike
The armies of evil will die on the field
They'll die by our steel
And the battlefield of Cowdenbeath fell silent, as the black gates
Sign of the cross, symbol of hatred
Tribulation
Across this land, signs of the beast
Everlasting rape
Ravished and scorned, silenced by madness
(chorus)
The transmission begins
The crowd silent grins
The transmission begins
The crowd silent grins
Lights fade lost sound
Easy ride... drive
the engine, head by the transmission
And I be right where I am mista
Me and my damn pistol
Me and my girlfriend
In this world alone, so bring it on
And umma
time
Yeah, to have his mission on our mind
T-Dot go and tell 'em why you on your grind
Man we so passive, we skip it
Sh-shifting blame, no transmission
watching cars
does anyone stop for us?
or will we be passed by?
be passed up?
the day passes away
the moment cracks along the sidewalk
and we're
So many have lost their way
So many have fallen to their grip of faith
Controlled by their words of hate
Divided we ravage our homelands
the Sea.
So I stopped all transmissions, yeah so what!?, so yeah, I did as I pleased. It brought no relief.
Walking through the city, through the 508. Traces
Pickpockets, ghost through the crowd
He climbs onto boxes by market stall traders
Toothless and gray haired, thousand yard stare
He had a vision which broke
Death through sexual transmission
You make love to the grim reaper
This day and age sex kills
Unknowingly lusting after your demise
Desire plummeting
Don't get mad at nothin'
(Anything) that passes by
Don't yank from the sky
You make up too many voices
Too many scenario's imaginari-OH!
And time fly by you fast
Tryna ride til you crash ('Til you crash)
I said I couldn't pick a side
Good or bad cuz bein'
Bad felt good and bein' good
Ain't get
Drop transmission
I had to decompress
I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21
The brink of the metal link when in transition remains solid
The message was lost in transmission
That's often in a free elemental form
Nuggets and grains
Drop transmission
I had to decompress
I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21
The brink of the metal link when in transition remains solid
The message was lost in transmission
That's often in a free elemental form
Nuggets and grains
a transmission
You like Baileys, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight baby
Cookies, I gotta bang, they wanna hang, with a real
trippin' like Phil
I feel I'm grippin' but maybe the transmission
Still left out the life, also left out the will, grief
Will cheese never touch your
Code Red!
We are bein over ran by hostile forces
Need assistance!
Is anybody receiving this message?
.........This transmission...over!...........
No one ever touched me without wanting to kill me
Except for a healer on 6th street in Ridgely
Tessa DiPietro
Recommended casually by a medium I
bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am
Discuss these transmission by aeoliah Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In