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"So darling, don't you run away"
I want you over here with me
Listening to the radio

And right away
The Who will say
That we're "out of our mind

don't fuck with niggas
Ain't fuckin' lil shawty, She fucked a few niggas
I'll never bother with none of you niggas
My brother a felon, He'll murder you

niggas how I've grown
Yeah, I might call this a baby flow, can't wait til my shit on the radio
Smoking that gas got me faded, them niggas outdated
I love

dissonance call from the radio
Searching through the scattered debris
What visions do you seek?

Living in fantasy, in apathy, isn't the cure
You're out

heavenly bodies
The invisible man.
Ripping out the radio
I want to be alone

"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world
I wouldn't trade them this

I don’t mean white cocaine
Don’t be upbeat, it’s not joy
But this is my blame
Because I, day by day
I compress my pain
In a file .wav
This is my

white college?
Still you ain't valid for most of them white collars
Southeast Asian dark cousins
Drive down the streets, police radio buzzin
Gaslighted

Shovo stop being conscious in the things you say
Cuz if you do, maybe then you'll get radio play
And just hold your tongue when spitting the truth

I'm sitting here drinking whiskey
Waiting for the rain to pass on by
Don't even know what day it is
But I remember something 'bout you saying goodbye

Express the Mind

The 7A3

Coolin' in Cali

1988

find a friend, you have a foe

Think that we're crazy cause we like havin' fun
Make it minorities but never simpletons
Don't hear us on the radio

have him hanging down from on top of a patio
Bang this loud in the radio
Weed louder than the stereo
Imma get real petty bro
I'm the one they call Sancho

move right
But we'll go left
Shit don't go right
They'll drive by
Its a drive thru
Have u lookin like Popeyes
From the top side
Blessed her with two eyes

Surrounded by the humble
Comes to this
I'm chilling with the popular kids
And they don't even have a clue
What popular is
Poetic populist
Back when I would

Walk into the Sun

Organized Konfusion

Recon-Struction 2

Poetry]
Mother may I?  Yes you may
Take some giant steps, to go out, and play
I got next, sorry Duke, I got my five
You better call next, and step

call rock & roll
Maybe a blues with a twist
Categorize it as alternative 
‘Cause you never heard songs like this
The words will tell the story
Lines

’re kickin’ me out
But you shouldn’t have a hard time pickin’ me out,
In the crowd,
Even my medicine’s sick of me now
Hey Chris Brown! Look at me now
I’m tryna

Ya'll just down stream
Left with no brains
Mumble rappers, I can't even understand
What you saying
Radio today don't understand what they playin'

Laughing With Lucifer at Satan's Sideshow

Melvins

Honky

You'll always have a home here to make whatever kind of records you want
We don't do special packaging for bands that haven't gone gold! 
They

it all call me king starr from radio to tv even out to them tours all them frauds frontin like they boss need to stop it only boss I know is cliff

things, I wish that I believed in God
I hope you get the greatest job, to brag about at weddings
I hope you find somebody, hope you have the perfect wedding

the shit you like 
Shawty on go mode strapped like a dyke
Better call Saul on the ops I go mike 
She a 10/10 like a damn strike 
She don't got no mileage

won't be played on a radio station
Media portraits me, as an enemy to my own kind
Truth hurts
Can you see the bruises
Racism still lives, in this new

About you
As the time slips, quickly by your
Still a life in my mind
I don't have to, try wait to see you 
Cause you're so easy to find
And it's

his motherfucking clavicle
So many ways to kill a nigga just by toting a gun
But sense of different on my have a lil fun
Catch your chick on one night