Lyrics:
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
Someone has altered the rules
(Eva:)
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well but every girl knows
(Che:)
She needs a man she can
In a quiet street washed by the rain, the room within the home.
A lonely man sits cheek to cheek, with unique designs in chrome.
The mellow years
In a quiet street washed by the rain, the room within the home.
A lonely man sits cheek to cheek, with unique designs in chrome.
The mellow years
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
This for the ones
(Never had none and never been bought)
Live by the gun
(Die by the gun, rifle sun)
Grind for the Ghost
(World for my girl
entirely
A long ago their one ambition in life, was to be a mother and a wife
Now they go out imitating the males by smoking cigarettes and drinking
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls
we keep it down with the radio on
And if you find a good man, don't take him home
When you're working full-time
And spending all of your nights
by and beat up my son
So I went out and bought myself a big old German dog
The man behind me saw me and he started raisin' hogs
A nineteen year old
On a radio
See, so I keep doing this shit
I ain't playing with these Niggas, see I live for this shit
I just made a couple bucks man I'm loving this shit
I am the entertainer I know just where I stand
Another serenader another long haired man
Today I am your champion I may have won your heart
But I
I tried going west where the sky meets the sun
Where the edge of the world's always been
As far from this place as a girl gets to run
When her
you just look jaded, coz I dare say it
I don't care if they dismay, if they slay
If they pay no credit, no radio edit
Call me a medic coz I'm ill
You
ridin' solo...
Now I need a woman to take a little ride with me.
Cause I been ridin' solo...
Tired of ridin' by myself... I need a girl yeah
I'm sitting
DC like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night she coming through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla
KRS-One
In the field of music I'll always pass by
Girls that claim to act so fly
They always act like it's all about them or their friends
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
before
Radio edit: Babe we’re more messed up then we ever have been before)
Open the window let the smoke out, yeah we’re both taking it hard
It’s
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
and me
(Baby don't cry)
Sipping Bailey's Cream, by the stereo
Trying to find relief on the radio (ah, what's up?)
I'm suppressing the tears, but
I got three eyes, man, I see y'all
All I do is kill shit, ICU
Party with a few girls at USC
It's 82 degrees and my top off, and they top off
I'm
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