Lyrics:
Here comes that good for nothin' brat of a boy
He's such a devil I could whip him with joy
He's been carousin' at the burleycue
Just watch me
in grace so I spit on the devil
Huh!
Lyrically I'm a rebel
Blessed so I spit on the devil
Hook:
Step step step step
Step by step (how we step, step)
feeling high
Or knowing how
I'm gonna make it by
All the while I wait for you
All the while I wait for you
So fly little birdie fly
You can get by, it's
sippy cup, and baby Yoda socks
Favorite books by Dr. Seuss, army guys, and tractors too
All aboard my red caboose, Christmas box choo-choo
Chugging
united
Baptized red, white, and blue undivided
American strong, over-comers
Right hand across our heart, sons and daughters
You mess with one, it's always
I'm playing dead but I'm dead on ya
You not a blood but you got red on ya
And I watch my surroundings
Like the Feds on me
I just got me some pints
Now my dead end street
Is a cul-de-sac
For every acre gone
There's five new Cadillac's
Well I know I'm too young
To get so damn strung out by
an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with
fear
Walk by faith so you know I got no fear
Walk by faith so you know I got no fear
God changed my sight seeing view clear
Red eyes Dragon need some
ride
There's thin clouds dancing around the moon
The radio's knockin out a swingin' tune
Early mornin' driving with an angel close by my side
head, the stars get red
And, oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid like "I love you"
And then I go
enough
For black radio to play this stuff
But this ain't soft like ice-cream with a sugar cone
I'm only here to state one fact
Wake up African, your
In the forest of the night
The moon shed light
On my hopeless plight
As the radio blared so bland
Every disc, a poker chip
Every song just a one
more and more white
Proof that the blacks have been stripped of their core
Well, I guess I didn't sing and dance enough
For black radio to play this
die without you
But I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you
But I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now
But it won't stop
Thought that I
the radio on that's my joint got me and I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it ain't my man's
You screaming "hey yo", you don't got a chance
Son,
you by your crackhead neck
Take you back to Egypt where you'll learn respect
And on one knee and through one way
You'll follow out the path
a pen, ill be home around 10
And if you just let me in, I'll be your new best friend
And just when I'm about to leave, yo she pulled me by my sleeve
radio emission
But I'll give it all away to go fly, or end up right back here
The only light is that of a star, red infra vision
Drifting out away from
peep I'm breakin' necks
If you gets too close
I Gotta keep that 38, gotta keep some protection
Pull up to the red light, and he lookin' with aggression
everything about you
There’s nobody but you and I
Bought a ticket for the lottery
Then we ran every red light in your CRV
Then you got a little close to me
Beside the moon
A few shy stars
Radio playing familiar bands
Passengers are same old guitars
Heading south
Following the sound
To Westmoreland
I have begun
Verse: 1
Tipping in this red impala, tryna clock a dollar, no empanada
It's a long road ahead, where the hell we going, ain't nobody knowing
Gotta
and a bottle of red wine
With your name on it, girl it's game on
Like it's 1999
Don't need the band we got the radio
Give me the look that says you're ready
.JPG/300px-Red_City_Radio_(11).JPG "Red City Radio")
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