Lyrics:
Communication halted
All records shall not be lost when
Communication halted
I should say you've been exalted
Is it skewed, my vision of reality
To name a few,
push that sillyness aside, see it in my eyes
I'm bad at communication (Bad, bad, bad, bad)
I ain't worried 'bout you but the feeling I can't shake it,
me and my girl-... TELL me: Do you really have a hit record... on the charts now?... with a BULLET? ... I mean that's really important to me...
Yeah
Alright, yeah
Comin' off the last record
I'm gettin' twenty million off the record
Just to off these records, nigga, that's a record
I'm
fucking see me
Run up on y'all crib 'cause you know we gon' T.P.
Familiar defenses like records on repeat
I'm like your daddy, you never gon' see me
You
fucking see me
Run up on y'all crib 'cause you know we gon' T.P.
Familiar defenses like records on repeat
I'm like your daddy, you never gon' see me
You
make more pressure
And so on and so forth, okay, I'll give your four more measures
And more records with more effort than ever before
I'm the youngin'
communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you, but I don't know
How to connect
So I disconnect
You always seem to know where to find me
And I'm
models
No communication
They just tote hollows
Came into the game so misunderstood
Niggas love the hood, but the hood don't love em back
You a baller,
(Yeah)
I'm destined, I had to go shine
Communication, temptation, why there gotta be a situation?
Now it gotta be a lituation
If I want it, then I gotta
of communication and
I knew I could sing from being
In tune with the radio
I would listen to whatever my
Mom played in the car
The big divas: Whitney, Mariah, Celine
Galaxies in your eyes
Ancient records in your mind
Unlock these doors
Hidden no more
The answers you seek, you'll find
Tune into the frequency
shallow as drugs
Always catching the next flight, surface level every night
And as soon as your record dies
Career will be right behind
To each their own
I
these sounds of complication..
In the cloud communication..
Oh my God it's taking me
From the phonograph record to the MP3
All the world is overrun
This is HDFW base to Chocolate Starfish, reading, over
Chocolate Starfish, reading, over
Your mission, Universal Communication
Was your mission
or wherever it may
Be and it was about kind of
The extension of pre-existing
Communication and I
Think that the Internet has a
Tool for that, as the
Internet,
Communication
With the finding of us,
Determination
Of the loudest song thus!
[Bridge]
[Chorus 2]:
Next time we'll make new record
cnd use to show it
can even see us on the court
And we got the record to prove it
Fuck niggas be flagin
Playing just for fun them other leagues better options
We
no mass communication
(Don't you get me wrong)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me wrong, now)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me
no mass communication
(Don't you get me wrong)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me wrong, now)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me
no mass communication
(Don't you get me wrong)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me wrong, now)
Don't you get me wrong
(Don't you get me
communication
Don't you get me wrong
I only want to know
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ Superstar
Do you
and police presence
We got opps, so we keep weapons
We on y'all block while y'all eat breakfast
A lot of shots, we broke street records
Watch how you talk,
Not in contact
Not a letter
Such communication
Telepathic
You've been vilified
Used as fodder
You deserve a piece
Of every record
But who's it
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