Lyrics:
edit out chunks of Scripture
Now they just callin you a bigot, I know God, I'm not religious, I just hate sin, and love the sinner
No I ain't perfect,
I heard you on my wireless back in '52
Lying awake, intent at tuning in on you
If I was young, it didn't stop you coming through
Oh-a, oh-a
They took
remember, the jingles used to go,
oh a oh
You were the first one
oh a oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
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 yourself
I never told a soul just
to Toe
With the goat, I wanna know
Please stand up if you wanna go toe to toe
with the greatest, please say it
Please let me know if you wanna go toe
it real 'til I D-I-E
Okay (okay)
Let's go (let's go)
I'm with it (I'm with it)
And you know (you know)
And you got it (you got it)
And I'm ready,
Okay, I like this. Then end it with namanina namanina no need you need to
Aight, let's give this thing a shot... da da da da dadadada
Turn the volume up
the radios are fucking playing
You know what I'm saying when I fucking said it
You cant say what your saying without a hundred edits
Your pathetic and can't
Tennis on wrists, I got rackets, driving the boat like a savage
I just went shopping at Saks 5th, mixing designer don't match it
Let's go, Let's go (Let
and weed, scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Fleiss
And if the price is right then I'm gonna make my bid, boy
And let Californi-A
fame
It ain't worth a lot
Only thing I know, is I'll never let you go
As she takes the stand
By the look in her eyes I can tell that she knows
Radio station, on vacation
Wonder where Run was, damn be patient
Comin' to the rescue, people won't let you
Forget about my DJ, and my crew
'm gettin' mine
I get on the mix late in the night
They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don't rush my show
You try
I need you by my side You are my faithful light
I need you by my side You are my faithful light
Let's hit the skating ring After we skate, I love
Let me be the one, let me be the one (baby, let me, oh)
Baby if ever you need someone who knows you
Someone to go to, someone to be by your side
never know
If my velocity starts to make you sweat
Then just don't let go
And if the heaven ain't got a vacancy
Then we just, then we just, then we
Serotonin
So grab your things and let's go
We can drive all night no one will know
Turn up the radio
And watch the world pass by through your window
I wouldn't mess with you if you were average
But your palette's refined
Daily status updates keep me sane through the madness
In your absence I
doe
Cause once I start shootin' all
You niggas better lay low you gon see
If I see this cat fishing I'm a let my 8 go
So just think Notre Dame cause I
God is a dancer, yeah, I heard on the radio
That she always goes harder
'Cause she keepin' you on your toes
And she's perfectly focused
She's
’ve got is my love for the radio
See omo me I’m barely sober
Girl are you coming over
Let me work you out let me stretch it out
Rock your bum like
if, ever I write
I need the space to say whatever I like, now just
(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to death I brought you from
not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’
Live by the grind like it’s part
this is dope
Here we go
Homie this is dope
Oya na
This is that dope
And i don't care if radio play this
Cos omoh this is dope
Phero' let my people go
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