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left, right, left, leave 'em coming back for more
You got that step-by-step when you come out on the floor
You got that ooh-na-na-na-na-na
You got that
the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news,
Live in the past feeling so blue
I keep on looking, but I never find anyone close to
You know that I made a huge mistake and regret it
If I could have
at the boss
And if you disobey
Then your bitch is the cost
Ayo
I come from the gutter, homie
I figure you fakers, you know me
I'm doing my tracks and going
is what you get
Come again, Come again
So you'll never regret
It hits you out of the blue
But we've got your back
Come again, Come again
So you
Is that your new recorder? Its really neat
If you wanna borrow it you can
Borrow it anytime you want thanks
That could come in handy
I mean for
even if you lost 'em
Baby, call an APB on the radio, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
I'm back up on that same crap
You can't leave, baby, you gon' find your way back
He can't even spell, he can sell dope
Once you come up from that
family
Let me ask you this
What If I'm decapitated in the trunk of a car
Oh Si
I just heard my name on the radio
I just heard my name on the radio
I just
pussy
Fuck, and niggas better
And my date is June 27th, if you ain't know
If you come that month you better push back
'Cause my shit is straight
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home
a blue moon, we hear a good tune, making the day go Zoom Zoom
Thank God for the radio, you're keeping our heads bobbin' til the end of the day-ay-yeah
If
one and out, that's one song down
That's heatrock, let's go, I'ma step out
J.R. lace 'em up, I'ma come back in a minute, ya'll get busy
Alright we got
tryna ball and when I got the rock I'll dish off
Until the day I pistol whip you posers till ya'll pissed off
Then peel off, in a hooptie
Come back
fingers back at you
Oh so quickly we accuse
Casting judgment’s what we do
If God’s grace never came through
You’d point those fingers back at you
Rap’s
everybody else?
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you handle that?
The truth is, the truth, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any
Cause what I used to drive was also a blue Volvo but a '96, and if you
Tried to tried to tune into the radio station you would just get sick of all
celebrity is you
I see Muhammed Ali
Clanking goes my trolley (18)
Starred in "Hello Dolly"
When it ran out of blue and Salvatore Dali
He did a little sketch
the back seat
I wouldn't have it any other way
If you're with me let me hear you say
I like it like that!
Hey windows down, chillin' with the radio
the weight like ufc
I never could have grown if I never chose to plant the seed
I plant it very carefully
You say you always cared for me
But you were never
bag up
If I catch you all by yourself in your room
You better not try to leave after
All of these moments we having together
And still making sure it
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