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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 rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In

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

overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant
I was so surprised and
Shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it for yourself

to send a video, I don't edit my pics
I work for it, I'm on my shit
And when I'm walking by, yeah, I know the truth is

He wanna know how she get that

†to the nextplateau, level, like hendrix
Jimi open your and set it off the hinges.
So sick when you see sin your skin cringes.
You wanna radio edit

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who

Request Line

The Black Eyed Peas

Bridging the Gap

2000

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my

the one apart, Im so misfit
Here's the truth, I won't edit
You my flame, but I done lit it
I still miss you, but won't admit it
You wanna start over but I

Request + Line

The Black Eyed Peas

Bridging the Gap [Bonus Tracks]

2000

(you're on the line girl) 
Hey DJ (on the request line girl) 
Play a record by my favorite band 

This is a request Mr. Radio Man 
Just one desire from

foes, you know they cut throat, like

And they be like "you sound retarded
Why you talkin' all that shit, you just a artist
Obviously politics ain't

wouldn’t give a fuck,
If you wanna own me there ain’t nothin’ to discuss,
I’m just a loner who can do it by myself,
No matter what I do I always excel,
I

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

that I should change my clothes
I exaggerate the life we used to know, oh, yeah

Workin' on music?
Yeah
I-I'll just go to bed, I'm tired
I wanna

Can you make it thunder
Know you wanna ride it, bumper to bumper
Pull away and wind it on me
If I get this Hennessy on your weave
You know we’ll turn it

around
Yall just prancin no clout
And im mike tys-in a fucking bout, Bars

You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No

guala (uh)
I just wanna stack my guala (yeah)

No I ain't kidding
Ya boy on a mission to make it by spitting
Man fuck a tuition
Got too much ambition
For

start to become a blur 
When we become mature
Obstacles overcame 
Pain we both endured
Words we wanna slur or omit like radio edits
Want that same love

and broke but you know
They don't wanna hear my story

Yeah man, I just wanna say, you know, I'ma
Continue to do what I do, man
You know what I'm sayin'
I

Mama & Me

Nellie McKay

Pretty Little Head

2006

just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time
With my mom by my side
I know I'll always survive

just wanna edit a few bits, this website is the total shits
I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what I'm doing

'Cause the P stands for 'Portable',

Cowboy

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

I ain't straight outta Compton, I'm straight out the trailer
Cuss like a sailor, drink like a mick
My only words of wisdom are (radio edit)
I

can carry more than one so ya know it's on
And ya just got attacked by the maniac and played like a saxophone
Sucker ass bitch-type ass niggas

[Master

about your deal
So I’m at the top
I hear you wanna be like me lavish
Know they wanna see me fail
Coz they can’t write like this
"My respect’s always

Turn the radio on
I wanna hear my favorite song
Turn the radio on
Turn my radio on

He turn the radio on
My voice is turning him on
I'm his carnal