Lyrics:
about five o'clock this mornin' (twelve)
Tellin' me I'm coppin' contraband from informants (go)
"Channel 2, Fox 5 (Fox 5), you's America's most wanted"
you a nigga, we live forever
America
America
America
America
Pow
Fight or flight trying to stay alive
Could have been me on your channel 5
Could have
the message is breaking up say it louder
I said the message is breaking up
I'm lost in La Mancha channel surfing America
I wrote Him a letter cuz the message
Tomorrow we'll do it all over again
That's just a day, a day in the life of America
Yeah, that's just the way we live our lives in America
Each night
to your America?
I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America?
I change the channel
Your America's doing fine
I read the headlines
My
to your America?
I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America?
I change the channel
Your America's doing fine
I read the headlines
My
having', ain't' no beauty in the actions of broadcasting 'til you fall over
I see her singular legs are naked
I seen her sippin' Henya'
I seen famous
calling
Broadcast, signal, frequency, the lights go out
But what if they're just listening to every sound?
Channel the paranoia, wiretap to destroy
no breaks (Aye)
Yeah no breaks
Here it comes,
Fast rapping by The Storm Channel
Makes a mistake
Sliver like a snake
You know I'm wake
You know it's
arrived on a holiday
Took a cab to the shopping malls
Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
Then found love on channel forty-four
La la la
to waste
Return or Strike Back, you gotta duel with your fates
You gotta let it out, there's no time to waste
Broadcasting now to all time and space
Achieve
Reality is determined by the channel you're on
The whole fuckin' country's sitting on a ticking time-bomb
This is your America
This is your America
Two hundred channels, surf at a touch
Turbo system, dunno what to watch
Too busy surfing at loser.com
Two clicks away from a nuclear bomb
Yeah
Zoda 9
Peep good game
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’m hopping out like
Good morning
America online
I be running late
But she betta be on time
I be on 10
channels
Got these bitches televised
Hit that puff-puff
Now a young nigga hella high
And I can show you how to make it in America
How ya ride, how ya ridin'
1-2-3 L-O-V-E (love-love yeah)
What's up America and the rest of the World
It's the piedpiper, your music weatherman
It's love-o'clock and we're
A 2-DOOR, NIGGA...
WE WENT LIVE BROADCASTING WORLDWIDE...
INTERNATIONAL...WE RIGHT OUTSIDE...OUTSIDE...
BROADCASTING WORLDWIDE...
INTERNATIONAL...WE RIGHT
The sly Fox, cyclops
We locked in an idiot box
The video slots broadcasting Waco Davidian plots
They own YouTube, MySpace
When this ignorant shit
Channel Broadcasting
Rap Show the Bay Area's own Number One network, cable station, C.M.C.
(Beyotch!) Love letters to my wife, ba-bee I miss you
This
Yeah (wake up, wake up)
Free your mind (I said wake up)
Good morning America
Good morning America (I said wake up)
Good morning America
Now,
Poke out my eyes, man...I can't watch this
Yo, gimme that remote control...I can't watch this
Talkin' bout sick shows
There's America's Funniest
to breathe hold me up if you would
I just wanna live life better
Quasars pass the days are never lasting
I know not a thing's forever
Tunnel vision channel's
won't die, as long as we're alright
Increasing the power, the miles per hour
Broadcasting all channels both sides
Welcome to the world where the sun is
When they tell you to Hate whites
Let's Go Brandon
When they say White man Bad
Let's Go Brandon
When they say hate America
Let's Go Brandon
When
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