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"shhh" said the librarian
when I asked you what film you saw last night
and before I knew it another hour had gone by
and all I'd done was read

lovely
You aint know they call me Renz
Let me know what's your name
Would you like a little sip of this bubbly
I aint tryna run no game
I aint nothing like

seem so strange when isolated
Juxtaposed and repeated by a creeper and I
Meet a lot of those

I'm in a smoky room, sweating out of control
A jazz record

voice
Or have your touch and kiss your lips 'cause I don't have a choice
Oh, what I wouldn't give to have you lying by my side
Right here, 'cause, baby

when you hear
Me on the radio
I got what you need I just want you to say so
I think this a dream cuz
You looking like a rainbow
You my only drug cuz you

before the final show,
We're here to condense so it's not the final blow,
Restraining power, ako wakasomye, 
Omujjassi ku mavivi, yemulokole,
radio, ne TV,

What if ghosts are fossilized memories?
Documents recorded by residue of energy
What other beings walk amongst us without our interaction?
Our eyes

on the matter
Gather your rags, and hers too while you're at it
Plastered, you're a bastard and a fake
I could take the past, blast fast if I asked to
Rasterize

of total craziness
It´s the world today
There's really nothing more to say

Everyday I'm waking up
Radio says someone is dead
Killed by someone on the street

long night, I need my money monetised need my money monetised
I got the drugs in my left (Yeah)
Liquor in my right (What?)
And I know I'm not right yeah

Intro:
Radio: Black Velvet

Keemy Casanova: Well gotdamn baby why was you rushing me?
I just told you I was over there talking to Fred, shit.
Girl:

you're a don of all don's n****
Kasinova The m******** Don, you missed me, hahaha
What's on the radio? Anything but a damn choice
They say my rhymes forced

How our mind controls the radio
And only you can see the real me but you don't look
The more I give it the less I get it
So I just live it and I let it

of the times I was broke
Before we on the radio, they took me for a joke
Now we livin' day to day, uh
I'm gonna say what I want to
Cause if not, yeah for sure

Sippin on promethazine
Gotta bag on me
Bitches trynna hassle me
Surrounded by models
Mane I feel like a fucking Athlete
Sounds high
Beats low
Let my music

on the radio when I was living in a tent
Begged the doctor for some meds before I dropped my sister
At my mothers house now we don't talk, enraged when I miss

self built bungalow

I smoke a blunt and study
So that's higher learning
Institution I'm stuck in
Got my mind discerning
What's the point of this life 

blessed
Aggressive
Like a dope fiend with a needle in his arm
I'm harmed
By all the thoughts you have of me
Even if I'm behind the screen
My face is still

forever
I don’t want to ever get sick – and I always want to be thin
If my body starts to agin’ – well, I’ll just trade it in
I don’t wanna watch what I

a long way so it don't phase me
How radio don't play me but critics still praise me
Recently resurrected, shaped by evolution
Did it like that, now we here

gave him codes
Strict life rules
Must make it home by 9 pm
So he can sleep for school
Don't care if he's been blazing dope or sippin' on Azul
It's their

ass draco
Don't be surprise when you hear me on the radio
I got what you need I just want you to say so
I think this a dream cuz you looking like

thinking yall could get famous
It will take ages, to fill the pages of the past
Living with the big dog, yeah I guess that’s what they feel about
People

done done
Competition why yes I would love some
Doing me, I'm doing what I please
I wouldn't come back if you were down on your knees
Was it too much
For