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Out here tryin' to get
Respect, but at the same time it's like
"Fuck you" you
Know what I'm sayin'? But, I
Guess it's just me, ventin' right now
It's
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Golden Boy
from Koi by Pacific Purgatory
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a day go by, i ain’t wanna hound her
Ended up bumping into her at the same place i found her
Wassup Mr. Modist, thought you said you would call me
Then
and me and Chozo- wait, where the hell is Front
Tardy as per usual, not to be rude you all deserve
Better than the seven-score character curve
Upon your
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio (what them boys gonna do for me?)
We love you (ah)
Hey, she want
deep
Must Your love be, to reach.. even me..
Written by Dave Byers & Cassie Clayton
at good bye... you should've lied... to me.
Just think what we might have been.
All I hear are our favourite songs on the Radio.
I'm hounded by the Radio
city, you live in animosity
That's a fucked up state to be in, such an atrocity
Look where these random thoughts get me
In senseless mind babble, "What
in it
If you fuck a nigga good I promise you can spend it
LV shoes on my feet remember I couldn't afford em
I got bad bitches who used 2 ignore me now
meet me at midnight the broadcast tower
high above the hollywood sign
you bring your guitair and i'll bring my radio... radio
everyone look up for
absence ‘ll turn you past-tensed
My focus is futuristic
I flow with no explicits
Radio won’t have to edit
Unlikely they let it spin
So I’m globe trottin’
wooden
Hard fucking and some face pulling
Im X-Rated tell the kids beat it
Im going too far and I ain't leaving
So far that you can't see me
Say 'ahhh'
of clarity
Gives me back my sight
Cause you been fuckin round
Now all yo photos cropped
Cut you out the picture with those fuckin thots
Ease up off my (Radio
backpackies
Maddening like Cassie vs. Maddy
Flattening my trash addy
I ain’t got no grand accolades to show my worth
But like a cake I do demand you wait until
to blow like that shit up your nose, solid
As a rock when I strike target, verbal
Be screamin' on you like a drill sergeant, her-bals
Got me where I
to blow like that shit up your nose, solid
As a rock when I strike target, verbal
Be screamin' on you like a drill sergeant, her-bals
Got me where I
with tyrants
Or confide in dead messiahs
By now you know a lot about me
Nothing's ever private
Whatever you're looking for in life you'll more than
Run around now if you want to get by me
Check it out now, it's all inside me
Radio Radio, i'm screaming for destiny
Radio Radio, I can't find you
Yeah, clap your hands
We're having a party,
dancing to the music
played by the D.J.
on the radio
Cokes are in the icebox,
popcorn's on the table
Me
Cirikidzing
It's Q-tip
Don't have lotta time, man, I really gotta move man
She's waitin' for me now, man, don't wanna blow the move, man
'Cause you know
the mission's impossible, then I'm Tom Cruisin' em'
When you see me, just bow like a Muslim
Cause I'm attracted by millions, mausoleum
You feeding off me?
Watch
on the radio
Tellin' me with every beat
That I still love you so
Justa 'nother love song on the funky track
Thought that I was over you
'Cause girl I want
wash away the scaffolding that is holding you in place mothafucka'
Built by those who run games set above ya
I'm here to warn ya embrace disorder
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