Lyrics:
stand.
Loyalty torched dignity,
Burned him up and he ran.
There's nothing worse than a radio edit.
Girls' fashion's callous, the standard
Is angry,
Got a lot on my mind that I really wanna say
Got a lot on my plate
I don't really wanna play
I did my part ain't really
Much y'all can say
Just leave
at the living room
Listen to the music about that radio edit
I was jaming it that was my favorite song
About "Ain't No Fun" by Snoop N' Nate Dogg
the curse like radio edits
I guess R.N.B. just closes with the credits
My soul is unflinching
You always on my TL talking sh*t to me
While ya girl on couch
Sucking my c**k like my baby's pacifier
You wish me hell?
Watch me
hard to find
But I'm easy to lose
Ain't surprised by half the things that
I see in the news
Fake outrage that ain't something
I'm really into
Sticking
listening to radio stars
On the way to edit the receipts of foreign wars
Itemising the profits of basically slave labour
For a salary itself hundreds of times
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice
I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place
skipping tracks
'Cause the last girl that left me left a couple cracks
I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
I'm a dedicated guy but if she's distracting i'm happy to be distracted
I've never been that kid to be attracted to a girl whose contacted more guys
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
before, "Hey, man
Are you gonna stay up all night partying
(go, girl) before you go into the radio?"
I’d have said, "No way I would never do that"
And then
Uh oh
Looks like we got another one of them sad ass love songs again
Alex Asar
This here's for the radio edit
Aye Aye Aye Aye
I Love Ya baby
You
on your stereo (outchea)
Pon your radio
Fine girls sare yodi o
Make my boys gum body o (ahn-ahn)
Are you ready o (uh yeah)
Cos I'm steady o (ahn)
Bussing
start to become a blur
When we become mature
Obstacles overcame
Pain we both endured
Words we wanna slur or omit like radio edits
Want that same love
you always have the Lord by your side
And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran
Twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank
you always have the Lord by your side
And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran
Twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank
skipping tracks
Its just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to used to used to used to, now I'm over that
Cause holding grudges over
of
A girl I used to know, hey hey hey
I sing along when I hear it on the radio now
Ooh, now that the years gone by
Yeah, now that I'm on my own
Saw you just
they the Forces that determine the final say
No shade grey, Black and unapologetic, Progressive Underground wit no radio edit so forget it if
you think
, little girl
Isn't it all at all about you and I
The view from the other side is wider by far
Listen to the radio, it ain't suicide
Move on little
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