Lyrics:
they keep coming back to me lost my thoughts in the stereo, stereo but I need, I need you to go
as the strangers passing by
in the corner of your eye
turns cold and it's time to go.
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo you can bury my soul in the radio.
Lookin' in the rearview all I see is dirt
sound on the radio
Try to keep up try to catch my flow
Turn me up loud my life is a stereo
Don’t think you’re in control
You mess up my flow
Just ask
But, my fist up, rock star sign
Guitars just broke, in my mind
Was packing up, I might get by
Talking bout luck, on my side oh
Take a walk in my
plans evaporate before my very eyes
Stereo Heartbreak, pain and loss in the left and right
Stereo Heartbreak, when I'm lying in bed at night
Stereo
Beatle's tunes
Just give me three bloody mary's and I'll sing you my confession
Well lately I've been considering my own mortality
Laying at night staring
time
Racing time and patience in my past time
Really racing time like I'm a pass time
Life short like people never had time
Lost some people too soon
the stereo, this shit slap
A challenge then we standing toe to toe already know, Aye
A sniper pro, dreams is in my scope
And yea I'm, reading books like I'm 44
presentation played in stereo
With that split, split, split
Split, split, split, split
All to my assumptions
I had to speak my peace
All to all I'm sorry
But had
I said I'm walking in the rain on a rainbow
So I can walk the road away with my stereo
Ooh I know you think about me now
Every single day every
I belong
With the satellites up in the sky way up in the sky
The satellites passing me by just passing me by
Riding my bike through my old
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
wanna be in my life
You don't even want this issue
Got a bad shorty on my mind
Too bad she can't get with me
Yeah if I cannot get it then nobody can
Bad
Blow}
We're partying Friday night
And getting all good to go
We're partying Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo
We're partying Friday night
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
the Leos
Distracted by the actors (Ha ha ha)
Distracted by the bright light
So life is movin' backwards (Woo, ayy)
You snapped dawg me and Bobby playin'
You gotta do right by me
It's mandatory, baby
Sweeter than your favorite ice cream be
Bask in my glory, baby
Don't play no games, that'll ruin
my number and my phone line
Baby girl, I don't lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try
phone line
Baby girl, I don't lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try to stunt me, I go all
on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always singing my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up wake up)
As it flows into my vein
Run up that bag got them racks in a shoebox
So real life I'm thuggin' but I am not Tupac
My Cuban from Florida it came in a 'lil box
You had a spot
Oh, baby, you don't get turned on by the radio
Oh, baby, you got nothing to play on your stereo
"Why don't the Beatles get back together?"
"Why
Rock and roll, I gave you all
The best years of my life
All the dreamy sunny Sundays
All the moonlit summer nights
I was so busy in the backroom
us high
Oh, but you and me keep thinking
That the world's just passing us by
Don't' want to spend my life, living in a rock 'n' roll fantasy
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