Songs with "analogue"

form gargoyles like tin foil they sit upon ya steeple!

will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue?

and then a voice inside my head

and says

of the future's bright open door. the henchman

who like good dogs sit and lick for their reward. so what good advice have i got for you

your relatives write their cheery monologues

so make another list

no one can stop it

kyriz taking it all the way back to the roots

start

where everything around me always fell into line

instrumentation

gretsch. not quite a thousand

blue pill

gotta ahead and both inside my catalogue

i'm tryna get this chick anna to my pad

still on my word play antics

my internal monologue

it's scratched and drifting

you ain't on my signal

grand hustle champion

i'm a different nigga in the toughest economy

now i went with the digital

you shop at mini malls

i wreck shit for the recognition bitch

gotta keep 'em both 'cause the shit get way too pivotal

all the payment digital

dubbin

screwin up your cerebral