Lyrics:
Put on your coolest dress
And your hottest pair of shoes
Come on lets go, oh (Let's go)
Get in my car
Turn the radio on up high
I said high (ooh)
We all know about the radio show
About the radio show
We don't want to think about it
I want to put a piece of mind inside
A little bit of my eye
crimson red)
You let the radio play (you bring the stars to life right from your bed)
Our love's deep like the seas (you always makes me)
I face the waves
always blind (a crimson red)
You let the radio play (you bring the stars to life right from your bed)
Our love's deep like the seas (you always makes me)
I
always blind (a crimson red)
You let the radio play (you bring the stars to life right from your bed)
Our love's deep like the seas (you always makes me)
I
the window says my friend
I let the tunnel light interfere
All the thoughts going through my head
It got me saying
Shut up and turn up the radio
As long
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
Racing to the red lights
Reminiscing past life
Breaking my back nine to fiving my life away
Man I'm feigning good times
Party under moonlight
I guess
Dreams she get so keen
She cause that scene
She count that green
You know what mean
By God's Grace I know these things eyy
Low self esteem tryna put
your jewels
You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
Bitch I got that crack yea you know that I'm dope
And a nigga got good acc I can see with no scope
If he see a red balloon then he know he gon float
the rest wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my hoes in two
[Chorus]
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside
the rose?
'Cause I've been running the red lights
Like it's the beginning
And the radio stays on
While nobody listens
'Cause I've been running the red
of halogen glow
Now I'm reminiscing 'bout bands like Jane's Addiction
And all the records by the Ramones
Put it on again, it's hit the end
Always left us
and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red
And jump on the tour bus,
or traitors
But we just picked the locks so we could watch the asteroids fall
Something in that light reminded me of home
Flashing blue, red, and white by
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
Stockyards appear before me
Windy City don't look so good from here
You leave me with the FM radio
FM radio, the only one I've ever known
I
on the wind, angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart through hell on a highway
If I know her at all, she's got the radio rockin'
a cavity
Turn it on like the radio
Touch your skin
For no reason
Smells sweet like tobacco
The clouds are burning red
No direction
I can see it in your eyes
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,
.JPG/300px-Red_City_Radio_(11).JPG "Red City Radio")
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