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K-Funk Radio
The Looney Manifesto

BRIDGE 1:
Digital audio broadcasting, invent a city of Soul
You gotta find your musical destiny, before your lose

Bifocals, queens culture
W-warfare was love and me and her we were soldiers
Digital girl, digital girl
Digital girl, digital
Ohh my my
She’s takin control

Radioactive

Downtown Science

Downtown Science

1991

a radio void

	(Radio) (Radio)
	(Radioactive)

[ VERSE 2 ]
Words manifested disintegrate
Particles drift into atoms and separate
Developing movement known

-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

Confusion and darkness, suspension of service
All the radio waves from the point of broadcast
Satellites breaching in moments of teaching
Gamma

$999,999 + $1 = a Mealticket

E-40

The Element of Surprise

1998

the real
Speak the real

It`s a quarter after nine on my AM FM 
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit

$999,999 + $1 = a Mealticket

E-40

The Element of Surprise [Clean]

1998

a quarter after nine on my AM FM 
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
You can`t afford to pass no

But I
Radio jigga
Get me on the twigger
These Nigghas so in nick when i pull up with them figures
I've been chosen yea
Been code in yea
Tell em if you

Greetings Earthlings
Take me to your leader
I am Hip-Hop (I am Hip-Hop)
Transmitted through your audio 
Via digitally enhanced module
I am Rexxx (I

onto my Casio
Betting the wrist and I'm taking the top spot
You got a chick in a drop top
Radio, video top plot
Audio, visual onslaught
When Donny got

is through
This God dang ordained epidemic epic now chew on dat can't spit it out like tobacco da debacle
Time to get primed for the bar codes digital

au dieu
C'est la mort, j'ai pas un radi, Audi
Je m'en sors, j'fais pas d'radio, audio
C'est pas dans mes habitudes
Donc j'pars faire ma vie au studio

the saline grains
I told him, apparently in my default radio announcer voice, that I Never added seasoning
To food until I had tasted it, my reasoning being

The digital read-out of the fuel and the pressure
The flickering needle of time overloading
The glare of the headlights reverts in the distance

shit, but the money keep comin'

Okay, the crib got no cell service
It's a dead zone
When you try to come up in here
Gunshots the only thing that you end