Lyrics:
there is no balance to the day
Cuts like a knife into my life all the things I do and say
Well is it not
True I feel blue now that I am without you
True
like vinyl
I just want to be my best version for you, take no side roads
By the end of the summer babe
Our love will go and run away
It might come back
your heart and soul
I tamed her across the line
Don't let her pass you by
You think you loose it all
But you got to keep this battle
in your heart
vision, tiger soul, anonymous alacrity
And pulse
Held together by a beached bucket of bolts
I’m here to bleach masker lust
And touch false allegations
Where
left to go
It's the end of the end of the road
I'm ridin by myself
Blue skies me and my radio
I'm ridin by myself
It's the end of the end of the road
free
The sun set pink, while the moon rise blue
I tripped and I fell, had to tie my shoes
Heart's burning til it blows a fuse
Foot on the gas, can't put
I hear their voices on my radio
Say there'll never be a greater home than the one of red, white, blue
Guess that's true if you're a fan of those but
Big cK
Yeah
(Hook)
I´m feeling amazing
Envision my songs in radio stations
Being played all over the nation
This shit has to hit, been waiting with
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
need to conquer
Star studded they coming they coming to capture
And release
Maybe they are motivated by the force
Of mother nature
I don't want to be
Darling, I just left the bar
And I've misplaced all my credit cards
My self preservation and all of my reservations
Are sitting and contemplatin'
something blue from a coconut
Music all up in the place
Under the moonlight
Taking my time
With you by my side
A Cadillac ride
Jammin' with the boys
Bonfire
in effect, the days are all peep
Grown by his own, provoked the wrong sheep
When I'm in effect, the day is all raw
Ten little workers, nine were all
the hypest in New York City?
WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin on me!
"I got fifty men out in the street
Now if they all get bitch troubles I starve
Is that it?
cause it's a blue world
Changing every thought thinking twisted like a curl
Motives keep flipping and the gears keep switching
Its the life we all living
Happy radio
An automatic alarm
Turns my radio on
Before my feet can hit the floor
The music's got me ready to go
And all through the whole day
Rise Above music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
1991, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved
Walk
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
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
Lead- lead- lead poisoning
Lead- lead- lead poisoning
Lead- lead- lead poisoning
Lead- lead- lead poisoning
It's lead poisoning
Rise
In all
long in the back
Now all the girls want me to pick 'em up
When they hear me rollin' by in my pickup truck 'cause it
Sounds like the radio
Back in
away the blues
Making sure that we're remembered, yeah
'Cause we all matter too
If the truth has been forbidden
Then we're breaking all the rules
So
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