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the criticism aside get on a track say what the fuck you wanna say The radios gonna play whatever the listeners say it should And I want the listeners say they
broken Or just getting by In the orchards 'round their radio There's a voice there that's giving them hope He wrote songs out on Coney Isle That
is making Its home in your radio Bless this tiny alley We have fallen from tall buildings We have fallen Bless the birth of him The chapel he was
like my shit undercova Cause I'mma Hustla, gettin mine by any means Don't be supprised, I ain't quiet bout where the green I like, I need, so that's how
yet. If you haven't floated down the 'Ol Frio, Heard Red Dirt music on your radio, Eaten Cooper's down in Llano, Then you ain't met My Texas yet. You
In the seeds we sow by singin' dis tune Is the cure an the healing, we treat bad feelings 'cause You feel the pressure when you workin' from nine
No one to talk with All by myself No one to walk with But I'm happy on the shelf Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you I know for
By the fire with a glass of wine The snow is falling and I'm feeling fine I've got my stocking and the mistletoe And Santa baby's on the radio I've
wheels Every time I heard news of you And the wound was in every lousy song on the radio And the pain was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp,
on the radio whoaa, whoaa I could take a walk in the days of sun All by myself I wouldn't need no one I could learn to live out on my own again Ya I could
on the radio, and it's disturbing you Big Moe nigga that's my big dog, and my love ain't never gon withdrawal So we clicked up coming to get why'all, my nigga
To the East, to down South It's all big From the South, to overseas (put your radios up) Yeah, c'mon [Verse One] Knock, knock (who's at the do'?) It's P.A. baby
you? How 'bout you? I wonder where you're going to Flyin' by and out of view I'll keep looking, how 'bout you? I love old lights from the radio
Have people come and see me play Blastin' out on the radio waves Enough to make my mama cry 'Cause that's where I come from That's who I am Hard
to play on the radio? Who lives the lyrics, all my real niggas already know Flow for flow, no crew can step to us And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure that
(B. Walkenhorst) Who am I, I don't know, I have no idea When my friends look at me I wonder who they think they're seeing Search me, layer by layer
Nothing much on the radio And reality TV kills my soul You wanna sing at my funeral? Go make arrangements But you should know by now Honey, I'm going
Gonna call you up when the sun goes down When the rain moves out of this seaside town I've got so many things I wanna show ya The radio plays
of Champagne, Illinois It's the crack of dawn I got my radio on And I pull her off the old interstate Cause the backroad's calling I'm in no rush at all I'm just
make this cream Member Wavey Joe fuckin up the radio I took Scouse grime to them niggas and that's all on me I'm the one they're gonna call on g U
Now the weight of the world's on my shoulders I can't take getting older Yeah, I grew up on UKG Pirate radio sets, 90s cars, cassettes Sixteen,
too soon Move that ass, my nigga move What up, what up, what up Wah gwan, wah gwan What it do, what it do It's 205 103 blues radio Shoutout
Radio too loud Windows down for 90 miles or so Used to hang around Parking by the lake like we used to When there’s nothing left of me But all
We were the good kids Spent our summers at the lake Stole the champagne from the wedding Snuck the whiskey out the wake And we found salvation by
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