Lyrics:
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
Got excited when invited to block parties with my cousins
Tapin every rap jam that slammed on the radio
School time came, on the plane back to the O
ctlanta nightlife, turn up the radio
I been keepin' it real, scared to you just how I feel
Can't tell the real from the fake, turn up radio
In my city we
so long ago
I love Christmas on my radio (Ooh ooh)
Away in a manger and the first noel
Oh come all ye faithful and silver bells
Singing dashing
dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I know that someone's gonna die, die,
kick 'em all day
And my motto, make Biggie Smalls pay
I make it ruff enough
You and Puffy crawl away
First to bomb
Right out the gate nigga fuck your
to start the real fight
Dancing in the moon glow
A solar light show rocked by the radio
Chance says where does love go
With any luck we'll find out tonight
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
earthquake
Ingen tobakk inn her vi har herbs babe
Æ Har dårlig lykke tror æ e cursed babe
Koffor kom så my folk in the first place
Æ Møte kun dæ sunday
Oh, a, oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind we've gone too far
Oh,
radio
I hope I never be alone
Be alone, yeah
Said it's the first of the month
Got bitches calling my phone
Just payed a couple of bills
Just got
is just one
More arrogant attempt by humans
To control nature it's arrogant meddling
It's what got us in trouble
In the first place
Doesn't anybody
Say, "Dis shit shake da town!"
Earthquake hit quick, wake da ground
Damn!, Just, first round!
Buckle up, goin' down
S-say, "Dis shit shake da town!"
Capsuled the canons and scrapbook two
You set foot in my world shake my spear
Like an earthquake keeps rocking in hear
I can't get distracted by you
My sugar
Oh, a, oh
You were the first one
Oh, a, oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
In my mind and in my car
We
remember, the jingles used to go,
oh a oh
You were the first one
oh a oh
You were the last one
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
for the first time when I was young.
Oh what is this?
A circle growing tighter
as the sunset hits across the same grass
where we sat and watched
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
Apologies to future mes and yous
But I can't help feeling like we're through
The ripping of the tape hurts my ears
In my years, I have never seen
on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio
Now daddy come first and daddy come next
Daddy represent that Screwston, Tex
Silly punks jealous of the S-P-Mex
on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio
Now daddy come first and daddy come next
Daddy represent that Screwston, Tex
Silly punks jealous of the S-P-Mex
the blueberry
This shit dark like my denims, Take a hit of this and be a victim
Now tell me the symptoms, if you thirsty, we got liquor
Got this shit in my
a-oh
Your were the first one.
Oh a-oh
You were the last one.
Video killed the radio star.
Video killed the radio star.
In my mind and in my
Grandfather paradox, when he rocks
Defy space clocks, compact time capsules
Hunter Thompson technics, Gonzo
Beat by Lazlo
Be the sauce for my hot wing flow
Heat
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