Lyrics:
E's new record]
[DJ: What's it called man ?]
[Guy1: Yo, it's called "Radio"]
[DJ: We got it, you called the right station. And here it is...]
Eazy E
E's new record]
[DJ: What's it called man ?]
[Guy1: Yo, it's called "Radio"]
[DJ: We got it, you called the right station. And here it is...]
Eazy E
sound
But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"
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Crank the volume now the song is all mine
Come sound system make the rhythm climb
Program director on the radio won't play my record until the caller
Crank the volume now the song is all mine
Come sound system make the rhythm climb
Program director on the radio won't play my record until the caller
the completion
Of my time as a child and student
According to the pamphlet
These ceremonies mark the emergence
Of my new life
As a worker, wife and womb keeper
Crank the volume now the song is all mine
Come sound system make the rhythm climb
Program director on the radio won't play my record until the caller
can't foresee
I just keep saving money up for attorneys
Fuck it fuck it fuck it all
Set fire to the nearest town hall
Delete the whole system total
Wakanda Panther kinda vibe I think I'm Huey Newton
I'ma free men making music such a Huey nuisance
Revoltionary style and the truest student
We may
Fuck the system, fuck the government
I'm a glitch they ain't discovered yet
Bag chaser can't afford to fumble it
Cause where we from, it's cash
[Verse Two]
It ain't hard to tell, you know I get cake
The sound system in my six-fo' sound like I kidnapped a earthquake
The Jakes want me off the road
it is not
I'm in control
Ready set go
It's a failure of the system they say
Dead or in prison then they
Make hundreds of millions off records
Every
the type to just accept ya,
You a rat, you a bitch and truth be told I can’t respect ya,
I’m just nodding off,
All of these drugs in my system gon be my
layunin
Tuturuang sumunod parang de-susi na toy
Forced to wear a uniform na para bang abnoy
Feed yourself and commercialism eats you
Mga student meal, may
the building, we in the building
I had a dream like Martin Luther
I was in the Phantom gettin'
Brain like a Harvard student
Check my record for the fame
Ain't
motherfuckers who will probably never listen
Wanna act like they ain't impressed and then start to run they mouth like a record skipping
Lame bitches who ain't
crab, so I had to diss her
My head bops and my fingers pops 'til I reach my stop
Then I mush my way through to the record shop
Can I get it one time for
Karens start weeping
Make problems that deepen, without rhyme or reason
Some students forget, that I'm a human being
c knight, whose marker gets darker
plated / In my situation
I went to work studied the history
Student became teacher /
All your criticism misses me /
Its written deep in the skin
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
matter
but your student loan debt has left you under water
payday loans despite the sketchy ethics
cause the banks don't care that lifes especially hectic
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
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