Lyrics:
You came in your rocket ship
From another solar system
Told us places that you've been
Then explained your only mission
Earthling, weightless, you
The sound of the weapon called a microphone
Bring the revolution on
Broadcasting till the early morn' and
Pirate radio rockin it on
Revolution
Precise
Thinking about the flow yeah you know that shit is nice
Finna roll the dice then we know who got the price
Break into the system not
Miranda
Tell 'em this whole shit is propaganda! Word!
[Wyclef]
Yo, sound system, you know what I'm sayin'?
Jericho Sound, system!
Turn up your
Glitch, in the system
Glitch, in the system
I'm broadcasting everywhere yeah international (International)
My bars are so fire yeah they're flammable
You came in your rocket ship
From another solar system
Told us places that you've been
Then explained your only mission
Earthling, weightless
You
"I am the DX21 crazo schizophrenic
And this is breaking news from the Back Staircase Broadcasting Network
Brooklyn born rapper Fabolous
Who's Debut
in the form of bush but is Really Reagan the real bush died Since September eleventh real Emergency but no broadcasting System I guess their waiting
broadcasting
The person gone missing
Trapped in the system, we've all been a victim
The person gone missing
Trapped in the system
Just tell me with the wisdom
This is a test of
The emergency broadcasting system
This is a test of Alex speaking
And you have to listen
This is a test, this is not an actual
character, not from Arista
But firing weapons released on Geffen
So duck as I struck with the soul of Motown
My central broadcasting systems is low down
up, it's Hella Time
Spirit knocks and enters it's divine
Not outside all of us, but Within the System
It's by design, so thank time
Light and Soul
your fairest
And carry the casket you pushed them into you unruly fascist while you hid behind a system that insists
It’s democratic
Oh but I can’t say
released on Geffen
So duck as I struck with the soul of Motown
My central broadcasting systems is low down
And dirty, like that bastard
It's getting
credit card holders accepted
But I'm a minority septic tank on ABC
Turner Broadcasting figures already done took over this bitch
System just still
system's out of whack
A bunch of scientists have made their calculations
They say there's not too much time
Before the mall is underwater
And the highway
I am broadcasting
The law in our own hands
To all the countries of the world
Give you message on message
Hate to hate on my street
I want to create
broadcasting systems is low down
And dirty, like that bastard
It's getting drastic
communications media worldwide
All systems have been ripped
The internet has been shut down
All radio and television broadcasting has ceased
feeling broken down
I calm the nerves in my system
Got a Cujo on a break in my head on intermission
Couldn't help but feel defeated
Saw you kissin' just
I think so, as a bro wrote, pro bono
From London off to Kyoto, I say we start this show, no?
I think I got the flow, yo, the no-slow bloke
Smoke some
alche in my system so I'm tryna dodge the popo
Gonna have six rings when I touch down
Diamonds dripping off my chains like some gun rounds
Gonna put your
the system while I'm tryna beat my meat
Tenderizer to my balls swing my dick across the street
Get it I'm the G.O.A.T.
Goofy on any track
Set it in blood
up in Tokyo, pick me up when I land
Now we off to Osaka, all part of the plan
Out to Kyoto, historical land
Rap Samurai, zoomin' in with my camera eye
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