Search results for we will rock you radio edit by 5ive

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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
De-pro-gram!

Riot!!!!!!!

Radio-fuck
Radio-fuck
Radio-fuck
Your soft rock diet
Radio-fuck
Radio-fuck
Radio
We will not be quiet
Quiet
We will not
stand.
Loyalty torched dignity,
Burned him up and he ran.
There's nothing worse than a radio edit.
Girls' fashion's callous, the standard
Is angry,
the "suuuu"?, Wu-Tang is gonna come
and my vocals, they gonna bang on the drum
You go against the grain you will hang from ya tongue
So.

(Love) love (Love) love
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
shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball
Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six
I circumcise the track, you just a dick
A yes sir, radio station, BUSH69 when you're down
Take me to the streets
Shout out to the people out there in the city living that life
We 'bout
shirt; the net worth.
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of ball;
Four couldn't do it, so we bring all six.
I circumcise the track; you just a dick,
the house structure
Like Empire State, the power will surely crush you 
As a pun on a radio edit, or nasty soda
I'm colder in the heart when the camel back
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin' on hold
(Verse)
Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair
Waitin' on you to take me nowhere
We were always lookin' for a rock n' roll Saturday night
Sittin'
on the corner mack with slang playin' a dice game
When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na

Your street time is limited 'cause this bad rocks it
Take
on the corner mack with slang playin' a dice game
When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na

Your street time is limited 'cause this bad rocks it
Take
will shed a tear
It dried up but it couldn't run forever
Ruby dear that's what we hear

I still like the ocean
Down by the sea
They left that door
on the back
She'll crush you in her embrace

Though the wind may whisper and moan sometimes
We all need a kind place to live
Though the wind may whisper
can't diffuse us
It'll be on radio and even TV
That we achieved a level where you want to be
Now step off the pedestal, give us the mike
So we can rock
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah

Roll Cadillacs
So here we go y'all
Little by little you know
We got the power
And the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock
A super song for the 'cause so
the dough
Be clear, you gotta go each year we lock and load 
Beware I'm outta control animal mode will let you know not to 
hand me no goal
Everything I write
So here we go y'all
Little by little you know
We got the power
And the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock
A super song for the cause so
Feel
retired, retired

The moon is glowing behind a red rock
Your camera takes another long shot
You find you're alone but you don't really feel like you are
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah

Roll Cadillacs
here
Will shed a tear

It dried up
But it couldn't run forever
Ruby dear
That's what we hear

I still like the ocean
Down by the sea
They left
will I ever win?
And you know what they say, over in L.A.
That the four-oh-five is the same damn way
People don't realize we're really alike
But they
(verse one: you-God/Golden Arms)
It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
I got control drop a load
Time to rip shit
Time to rock and roll
I play the block