Lyrics:
Unh, yeah breax, Crae
We haven't made it cause
We're on your radio started at the bottom
See how far we're gonna go
But we haven't arrived yet, yeah
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
me down that's how I am
Someday when I drive my own notes
All from you crom the letter you gave me
How many countless nights will pass me by?
Still be
sitting by the window here
The morning birds will reappear
And I feel empty
Our songs are on the radio
You call me up but I have to go
And I'm sorry
And I wanna hear that tune by Redman 'Can't Wait'
That tune the bomb, yo"
"You got it, coming from The Darkside Radio
This is 'Can't Wait'"
Woo, yo
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
All night long
the ornaments (Fa la la la la la)
All the presents sent
All the Christmas lights
Celebrate the nights
Smiles on Family Trees (Fa la la la la la)
Joyous
to forget you,
But I know,
In my heart, I can't bear it.
As night falls, wanting to let go,
Sorrow densely fills my longing,
I'm slowly dying day by day,
Oh
are brighter, the jeans are tighter, the radio plays our song
Camp site, moon light, baby it's just right, kissin' you all night long
Camp site, moon
Said she heard me on the radio radio
Everythin i do microscope microscope
Get her in her feels romeo romeo
Whenive get enough adios adios
Whisper in
baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about
Oh radio, play me that sweet heavenly song
Well, it's Saturday night and we all get into town
Broken by heartache but driven by her sound
Well,
You see I'm getting ready to explode
How am I supposed to feel
When you and I were never real
Singing out our favorite song
On the radio all night long
10 miles into South Carolina. Truck's cruisin', got the radio
Playin' our favorite song about West Virginia and them country roads
And all I know is
on this hood shit
y'all bitches think the riders a joke, well I don't play (let's go)
I blow you whole fucking shit up like Tim McVeigh
Gimme
and bright
You could treat your honey right
?Cause Sylvia's would burn all night
The people there were really something
(You know that's right)
You're gonna to be sitting there on your little machine
Trying to look and keep it clean and
You're going to be home playing bingo all night all alone
(Yeah, let's go Las Vegas)
Goin' 'round and 'round all day
Bailin' some hay and stacking it all up
Can't wait for the sun to go down
Roll into
the knives do
And I know it is all gonna be alright too
So I go out
And I fly high
With the stars
And that delight
Yeah I know
Put me on the radio,
Put me
niggers
Produced by niggers, genuine niggers
so I salute my, niggers
Not mad cuz Eminem said nigger
cuz he's my nigger, wigger, cracker friend
We all black
road
It's all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel
Cause I've forgotten what is real
And I'm blinded by the snow
And the radio's glow
Caffeine
nigga just blinded yea nigga just blinded
Hear them on the radio see them everywhere you go
You don't have to look to far but don't be blinded by
There were bookshelf plans on the workbench
And a flashlight shining bright all night try not to think about your son and your wife
And the lightning
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