Lyrics:
year-olds here getting started
This that one you can play in the car
Without having to turn the swears down
You don't need a radio edit
This is the radio
lovely filth down here. Oh -- how
d'you do?
ARTHUR: How do you do, good lady. I am Arthur, King of the
Britons. Who's castle is that?
WOMAN: King
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
Especially a specialist
Man you know what the method is
3rd verse
Nigga I was California dreamin
Dreamin California
But ain't no parties in LA
Without
Leaders
Of the School
I bust a door open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
the radio handle the truth? Nope
Uncut, no edits, no censors
You can get a plastic rapper from any old dispenser
A penny a yard, to make a record ain't
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
like him
Your bars are probably written
By Kano's right hand what? Calm down
I'm mellow, this ain't no hype, fam
What you jumping about for?
If you wanna
Time is so unkind
And life is so cruel without you here beside me
Unbreak my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt you caused
When you
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
Time is so unkind
And life is so cruel without you here beside me
Unbreak my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt you caused
When you
nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
Bell, and everybody else who's involved, my drum tech
especially, Gadsy! And EMI, for whom without them I wouldn't be here talking to you lot, mumbling
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
So here's a quick list of things you gon need to do
GET THE FUCK OUT!
Don't grab shit, just hit the door
GET THE FUCK OUT!
Don't even mind the blood
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
down, put me on ice
'Cause I'm a really good girl
You a very bad guy
We're a little match made in
Heaven if I say so, yay-o
Come over here, boy,
that line just caught you by surprise, but that's what it's
Like to be jonesing for a good beat, but the song is like "DENIED"
Why you cut the beat out?
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