Search results for one last breath radio version by creed

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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
Cause radio will last to infinity
As long as my name is the B-I-Z
Emmezah-A-R-K and I'm hear to say
Number one entertainment form in the like U.S.A
bother to plead

High, over the limit, got to take it slow
Concentrate, kill the radio
It's not the first time, it'll be the last
I've said that
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
You said, I was your everything
You said, I was the one
You played me like a radio
You used to love that I had no shame

Put my pain into words
Hold
Hold your hands to the dying fire's final glow
Warm yourself by the last breath of the radio
Batteries, are almost gone
Sing goodbye to that old song
breath.
Liar, liar, oh, liar, liar.

Bit by bit I feel the draft,
Just sit back and watch it burn,
Hold your eyes up to my veins,
Call out, call out
breath.
Liar, liar, oh, liar, liar.

Bit by bit I feel the draft,
Just sit back and watch it burn,
Hold your eyes up to my veins,
Call out, call out
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that
All ships lost in
Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your
Taught by my infernal spell
Bleed! Take your last breath
Bleed!

The five evil lords shiver
Gouzanze joins with Dokko
Kongoyasha throws his pike
probably will
Cause what I spit is what so real, it's based on what I feel
All I did was take a lil moment, homie I'm giving you notice
Last days that they
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
[[Spoken: Transmitted.... signals coming through? .....okay. ]]

Echo echo one-nine
Hear the call through fault lines
Smoke signals, old rhymes
reveal a broken seal, like a (pause) fiend steal 
You for fake, I'm for real, like Jesus Christ's last meal 
You make deals with devils 
The soul
thing, prepare kid
Why you think I let you get away with doing radio-friendly versions of what I do?
I wouldn’t chide you, out perform, out write,
They don't work; he twitches then spits his last breath to
One of the student doctors cryin' clutches his nephew
He turns to the tv but can't believe
death
If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a different aspect
enter the lung get shredded by person to person contact
But beyond that, any rappers death
thousand without a radio chart hit
Imposterous son is taking the world hostage
Classic hip-hop bombage dirty with style progress

Now I've come from
at the radio with DMX and Flex
Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
I had to keep the situation in check
Look at the vericose veins in my neck,
hand see I just stand firm
And wreck shit so the next man learns
How do you flow? I never run out of breath
So much soul I had to step to the left
luck, but I wasn't superstitious
Till one day I grew suspicious,
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid
luck, but I wasn't superstitious
Till one day I grew suspicious,
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid
(hip-pop)
Alright, (but a lot of cats want pop)
Yes, (know what I'm sayin')
It used to be real hip
You got the top forty version of hip-hop
I still got