Lyrics:
sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I've got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that
sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
And I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that I
I know I've disappeared a time or two
Along the way I lost me and you
I needed a new town for my new start
I'm sellin' VCRs in Arkansas at a Walmart
Figueroa to [?] where we sock on lips
We break on jaws, niggas since VCR's, nigga
We hope out cars, nigga
I be groovin' till I die
Smokin' weed until I'm
burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got you
the cat
My little good-byes
Loaded up the TV in the back of my car
Have fun watching the VCR
My little good-byes
Little Good-byes, oh baby, little good-byes
tight, got navigation system nigga..
VCR, PlayStation, televisions nigga..
You know stuntin' is a habit, chrome on a Navi,
TV's in every headrest
the end
I lick it up,I love hot spunk
Fuck me fuck me
Harder harder
Simon Cowell with a V-C-R
Records it all,and pulls his fucking trousers up his are.
on the radio, another on TV
We raced 'cross town to catch the Kings and watch that hockey star
Then right back home to see the Lakers on the VCR
There's football
and it wasn't me
I took my tomahawk for a satellite walk
I took my tomahawk for a satellite walk
Who's been sleeping in my VCR?
Who's been chewing
the blame on VCR
You are the radio star
You are the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that I
ravioli
Ahora es caviar, apartament vista al mar
Te acuerdas en la high, estábamo' en el ghetti
La película no es VCR, ahora es blue-ray
Baby, vámonos
sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I've got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love that
We were together livin' separately
Like a VCR without a TV screen
One more day, one more bad habit
Three words to say, that's all: "I've had it"
got the VCR.
I got the deuce deuce in the trunk of my car.
Oh yea, If you only knew all the love that I found,
It's hard to keep my soul
Of the AM Radio
The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played
And I'mma fuck you and fuck all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playing
boyfriends, some wild
She moved away, quite far
Our grandpa bought us a new VCR
We watched it all night, we grew up in spite of it
We watched it all night,
transcriptions or tape recordings")
(Clip of Motown song "Mr. Big Star" fades into lyrics)
You can hear the music
Of the AM radio
The VCR and the DVD
There
All the garbage that you have thrown away
Is waiting somewhere a million miles away
Your condoms and your VCR
Your ziploc bags and father's car
Dark
And I dissolve into a kind of limbo
When I watch you on a VCR
Like Al Pacino or a young De Niro
I'm gonna pin your face on my bedroom wall
'Cause
to build winged shoes or autophagy
Silk screen band tees, take apart a vcr, ringer off, canned peas
Cabin fever mi amor
Patiently adhering
my car.
We can't rewind we've gone too far.
Pictures came and broke your heart.
Put the blame on VCR.
You are a radio star.
You are a radio
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