Lyrics:
feelings
Is something that you can't outrun
Whoa, whoa
You can't unlive where you're from
I know women who used to love by the hour
I've seen men fall
could tell that you're a fan
You're a fan already
You're a fan already
Know that you're a fan
He a fan already
He a fan already
Yeah, you dancing
So call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
[Chorus]
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're
I make
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans they know your face
From all of the magazines
full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with
There's a train a-comin' and I need a ride
Somewhere to run and somewhere to hide
I'd love to stay here by your side
But honey, I'm hard to hold
kissed her lips, I know she damn sure tasted whiskey
But she didn't seem to mind
I told her I'm from Alabama, she said, "Hell, I am too"
She said she
Alabama girl with a grudge was the headline
Judge said "I'm puttin' her away for a long time"
She's a household name when the child begins
No one even
And Sharon makes a mean margarita to be a senorita from Birmingham
Luke Combs and Sweet Home Alabama, they're playin' on the stereo
Out on the farm with my
Mercury is rising still
Turn the fan on high
I won't step on my own shadow
No-one wants to cry
Someone put a pox on me
I spit in their eyes
on Friday night
On a small town night in Alabama
We've got everything to make it right
In the back woods
With our beer cans
We throw in the fire on our land
superstar (you'll be my boo)
Superstar, baby, I'm your number one fan by far
Superstar (one, two, three, four)
Baby boy, listen to me now (so what's
nigga now don't make it a murder
Too late to talk when the shit hit the fan
Got choppas on deck, more drums than a band
Gun a nigga down, leave 'em where
I met a fan dancer down in southside birmingham
She was running from a fat man selling salvation in his hand
She said he’s tryin’ to save me
But
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us
This is a re-quest Mr. radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (your on the line girl)
Pre>c am
Many's the hour I've lain by my window
See am
And thought of the people who carried the burden
See am
Who marched in the strange fields in
My brother said that I was rotten to the core
I was the youngest child, so I got by with more
I guess she was tired by the time I came along
She'd
ring
A bungalow by the sea
(Boy)You're really naive to ever believe a full of baloney phoney like me
(Girl) Say! How about the time you went
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
One of the most phenominal feats of all time
Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe
[Hook - David Banner] (Repeat 2x)
Let's take this
in Texas to Galveston and
then on farther by boat. And he left the boat someplace on the east coast
and continued on to New York by train. But by
they will not be judged by the color of their skin
But by the content of their character
I have a dream today
I have a dream that one day
Down in Alabama
just as big as ever
He says he's from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
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