Lyrics:
And nowadays I could turn on the radio
Driving through the city, flip a station, man and there I go
Ya, And I really owe it all to them
To the Fam and honestly
the weather
You grow up, grow old or hit the road 'round here
So I drive, watching white lines passing by
With my plastic dashboard Jesus, waiting there
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
god, it’s Christmas time again
Hey, see that man, by the garden reindeer
I swear he brings a new girl here every year
God I miss this town now I
You gotta start off each day with a song
Now even when things go wrong
You'll feel better, you'll even look better
I'm here to tell you that
but he can go for rob and steel
Lookin' for a mill' while you screamin' "keep it real!"
So I'll just stand here with this mic that I hold
Request
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
let the kings in
I start ringing MCs
Go radio, I start swinging MCs
I was in the trenches, everyday grinding
You couldn't say a man weren't
and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
system quiver
With the street shit I'ma deliver, from my villa
Here I go again scarin' people to death
America hold yo' breath, we the last left
to you
By the way you won't believe what's playing on the radio"
That's where it all started, Olive Garden for the a la carte
Had to build you up before I
chance to get away from it all
What a way to go
No more fear from crazy toys
We got the answer
Blackheath
Nothing goes on here
Blackheath
Nothing
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I
Good morning Sodom and Gomorrah, good morning sinners
No, that wasn't your radio set on the bleep again
Sodom and Gomorrah, let the DJ play
'Cos I
...en, två, tre, fyr!
So here we go again
The van is packed, we're on our way
1250 miles - A piece of cake, right?
We had to find a way to make it
shirt everyday
Get a hole in it, go the store and I buy it again
You already know who it is, for real
Still on the coast where they throw the set
having fish here
Cast out another from now to the hour we reel in five more!
The Radio's bopping the bottle's are popping
I feel a bit hot here I might
the weather
You grow up, grow old or hit the road 'round here
So I drive, watching white lines passing by
With my plastic dashboard Jesus, waiting there
I don't wanna, go, no
And everybody wanna dance
Request rejected by the DJ - I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I go, no
Good thing you got yourself a man
to go down the country road with a country song on the radio
With a hand to hold, she said let's go
I'd be blaring out my windows, I ain't gonna tiptoe
go
Hit the road turn off the radio
Let's go
I dun been to the bottom befo
Wondering what do they bother me fo
Sick of even being spotted by folks
Fuck
Oh, oh, oh
Sing along to the radio
I go, go ,go
Burning rubber
Reaching vertigo
(cnd through it all)
You're crossing my mind
Through these blurred
back, all in, We're gonna win
Check it out
Yeah, y'all, c'mon
Here we go again
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Hey
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