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I Can't Live Without My Radio

LL Cool J

Strictly for the Street

1999

past 10
My story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I

clash this instrument
Trent Alexander when i intercept
Like Virgil Van dyke if im in defence
I Got a sick name dat u can't Forget
I Got a sick name it

the stars selling nics at night (Nick at Nite)

Some hated on me, said I’m tripping like I’m Dick Van Dyke

They let these bitches come bewitch em’, that’s

her, "If you got a boyfriend, why would you do that?"
Cover my face 'cah I don't wanna sleep on a blue mat
I still grip on my waist like, "Who's that?"

Mama Say

Bloodhound Gang

Use Your Fingers

1995

nature and white by choice
And the sound of my voice makes your panties moist
'Cause I'm finger lickin' happy like a gay proctologist
So like a dyke with

Dan dink ek weer oor jou en my oor die skelm Sondag middag vry
Jou baby blue eyes kyk vir my en ek vra

Vat my terug na die eenvoud van gister
Vat my

to this
Can you sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Sit the fuck down and vibe to this
Roll up a J and then vibe to this
Roll up a J to get by
I got a scar

wantin' to hit that, tap that, girl no foolery
I can show you off like jewelry, I been workin on my fluency
Dick her down so good, yeah on the hood she

the new Vans

Oh I'm so cool I wear that Stussy with my Truey jeans
We don't care nigga fuck U all and fuck your dreams
Fuck your false perception, we gon'

blue veins
tracc stars, arms bruised n gray
clap her brother for tryin to help her escape
demon soul, human head, in my safe


bitch at home trippin, so

like Rydas!

(Yeah! Van Dyke Gordy)
Come and take a listen
(Uh, huh) , I gunshot with precision
And I'm shankin' you in prison
And I'm making

livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot
(I ain't neva had nada) I got to upgrade to J's from them Reeboks, brr
(I ain't neva had nada)

My momma worked

I Can't Live Without My Radio

LL Cool J

Music from the Mound

2007

Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid 'cause Rick said so
Make the woofers

"dad I made it"
It sounds automated by DALL-E
Plenty state of serenity in a amenity
About to assassinate you J.F Kennedy or Gandhi
Sorry I was wrongly

Terre

Celine Dion

Au Coeur du Stade [DVD]

2001

charmes
J'ai laisse les etoiles guider mes bras vers ton cou

Earth
Forgotten the sea of taboo dreams 
And the seconds pass by a little faster every

fuckin blue
Yeah they saw me in that beam
And saw a nigga fuckin flew
Lil bitch I am fuckin hot
But bitch I ain't no fucking Jew
I just saw my ex & yeah

this Smoking out the RAW
Sipping on some E&J
Feel like I'm swallowing my thoughts
Inhaling my frustration
Releasing the stress When I cough
Speaking

me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues Clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need

Breathe the fresh air
While the skies are still blue
So that's just what I do
That's what I do and that's just what I do
And that's just what I do
That's

the other team
Gutters cleaned, chimney swept, give 'em depth for a color scheme
Egg shell over bland white, van dyke over hunter green
What it means,

is all that, all G
And I know that they don't want to see
And I keep them guns by the dozens
Shells by the hundred
So you don't want no problems
It

I've been on the come up, feeling like I'm Van Dyke
None of my crushes wanna fuck me but a fan might
Tryna separate me from the guys like a tan line
I

blue ray 
I run the town 
Step out they like who's that
Lost in the gulag  
Always buy me back 
Feeling so sharp 
Pinned in like a thumb tack
Dreaming

the blues too
A couple hoes n boats too

I got a couple bands just chillin by the hamstring
Wake up in the mornin money by the bed stand
OG told me focus