Lyrics:
on the radio
Everyone was groovin' cause the music had heart and soul
I met my Brown Eyed Girl at the Jubilee
She said Hey Boy, You really got a hold on me
Man, I seen niggas play that block and get they bell rocked
Cops cleared the scene and I was back by twelve o'clock
Tryna get it, Dickies on and my
now
I'm exclusive just for you
I'm on lock-down
The moon is high
Let's go slide at the park now
Roll a blunt I'm trynna spark now
Rock-rock-rock all
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
All-4-one's coming to your town
This is station WGH, we rock well
104 on your radio dial
Call us, let us know we got the livest city
Hey, line up for
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
Rock And Roll With Me
Wake up, let’s turn the music on
I want to hear it again, it’s
The years will rock and roll
So hit the road, leave behind
What ya know and listen to the radio
Sing as you go
Sing as you go Motherfucker
Sing it
I won't
I've been yes, and I've been oh, hell no!
I've been rock 'n roll and disco,
Won't you save me San Francisco?
(Oh, oh, oh)
Oh, oh
(Oh, oh, oh oh oh
sag to the mud
Drop the back let it drag, do rags full of thugs
Ya hard to the back, car full of "blat"
Why A's decay, we way hard ok?
I rock a 5
on his Compton hat
Told me when I got older I would understand that
It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
Few summers went by and we moved
wanna let go
Make it Country Folk Rock and Roll
It's not breaking the mold
Sounds like something you know
Ya that's Country Folk Rock and Roll
Going back
And Imma turn it up loud
This Almost feels like Rock and Roll
Rock and Roll
Hands up let's jump and Lose Control
Lose control
This almost feels like Rock
knock you out
Don't you call this a regular jam
I'm gonna rock this land
I'm gonna take this itty-bitty world by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm
Just
by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop
cash in a rubber band (a lotta blue cash in the rubber)
Mount it- she in Barbie land (Barbie land)
Tropicana diamonds, rock 'em by the tens (by
lights,
all of them shine on me.
And dressing up as superstars
Rat-a-tat
Rat-a-tat-tat
If you're ready to rock and roll,
shout it out for me!
Oh yeah!
an angry heart"
Ah, but then he pulls up beside her with the radio blastin'
And they race down the highway for a brand new start
And the rock n' roll rebels
my thing
Oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing
Flip Flop, fit to drop
Come on baby, won't you let it rock?
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah
From San Jose
hey
Country boys don't rock and roll
Yeah the record man told me so
Yeah you'll never get it on the radio
Why they trying to complicate
Didn't know what time it was and the lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said
rock, man, I'm a firestarter
Two handles of brown and a half of gallon of firewater
Send the police they can keep knocking
We're doing illegal shit, go
will shed a tear
It dried up but it couldn't run forever
Ruby dear that's what we hear
I still like the ocean
Down by the sea
They left that door
Raised on rivalry and rock 'n' roll
Moving to the Motor City soul
She lets go
On the radio
Well we never had a lot of cash
But we loved those kids
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