Lyrics:
for divine inspiration
From the radio station where to go
To where the club be hoppin'
The DJ be dropping
Beat boxers boxing with some popping
Cleared from the tower
Throttle on full power
Chattanooga’s now ‘neath the wing
Northbound she flies
Where my truelove lies
Mother Nature tries
Rodeo Radio ...
We arrived at the club quite late that night
The whole crowd's waiting for us to start
We played a rock'n'roll show way out
to your body (Def Jam All Stars, okay)
And I'm tryna be yours (nice, Radio Killa)
Now she the definition of fine
But I told her that her body looks
(This is international)
(Big mega radio smasher)
I had the time of my life
And I've never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I
(This is international)
(Big mega radio smasher)
I had the time of my life
And I've never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I
This is international
Big mega radio smasher
I've had the time of my life
And I've never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I
w/ ad libs]
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
Cause I want to get into the music
([Timbaland:] I get into the music) (ho)
w/ ad libs]
Outside with my TV on, cell phone on, the radio on
Cause I want to get into the music
([Timbaland:] I get into the music) (ho)
of
Civilization n' muzak n' the PTL club n' Ronald Reagan n' guns n' the
Draft, B52's n' nuclear fission DC-10's n' cancer science fiction brain
Control drugs n'
the wrist shine it's so magical
You know them boys got the clubs out of control (Ho!)
Nigga what ya heard, it's Kells and Hov
With the second coming
the wrist shine it's so magical
You know them boys got the clubs out of control (Ho!)
Nigga what ya heard, it's Kells and Hov
With the second coming
Can it be easy as 5 4 3 2 1
Damn sun
Heard it was easy as
One two three
We don't control the three E's
Still we be on the plantation
And you
(This is international)
(Big mega radio smasher)
I had the time of my life
And I've never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I
-just dance-
Je me souviens le premiere fois
That I heard just dance on
The radio grab coat
The first time when I wrote
It change my life, lets go!
Gaga
was tied up with the D.J.
[Jeff]
Let's Go
[Fresh Prince]
There we were both tied to a pole
I told the D.J. relax its under control
(Relax
Bring it when we dine
Beastly incarnate
Roams the bombardment
Speaks sketchy wisdom
Bitten, not undone
Deep valued radio
Wheel on pure control
Royals
Girl I'm in love with you baby.
And I want you to know.
That I'm hooked on your body.
And I'm trying to be your's
Radio killa
Now she
on the radio
Sounding like you made a million dollars
Yeah, time to start putting grown-ass
Men on time out tell me what they mad fo'
Huh? Tell me what they mad
Microchip in yo radio Crowd Control Music/ Southern gave me the thunder and Puppet said do it
Ain’t nothin’ wrong wit a lil jook n get into it/Jook shake n
radio'd for back up cars
So we could put this crook behind bars
Another criminal off the streets
Another D.J. back to his beats
I walked in the club and I
the shows I blow
Turn on your radio, see me control
[Mocha]
It's best that thee put on the bets wit' me
And testin' me? I hit your chest wit' three
change it all
Think about the words that you said
Yeah, silence on my estate
Cassette player chewed up my cassette tape
Blisters from the control pad
Drop so heavy in a tiny scene
I feel like I'm dying, dying
Living in pieces
Like a million people, people
I was born to lose control
Sister I am
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