Lyrics:
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all
world the Dick Van Dyke Show
We're Cher and Bono
The way I sing 'I got you babe'
Makes you say "Oh no"
Cause you're the class president
Without Jackie O
'ai kické inspiré par Dre (I've rapped, inspired by Dre)
Sit back relax
J'ai kické inspiré par Biggie (I've rapped, inspired by Biggie)
You're successful for
else, but this mitten of ice
My life story been toyed with by something divine
How I go from Detroit, to infinity and beyond?
Seven Mile and Van Dyke
I'll crush you without pity
I arrange certain words amongst silence
To be heard in abundance what mc's face redundance
Stereo speakers exceed beyond
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
Co-produced by Van Dyke Parks
I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin'
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know The Time without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down
verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know The Time without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down
pain
Without my pain where would I be today
Would I be Joe Joey or fuckin J
Or Strict Nine your ever loving schitzo
Screaming about the children at play
angus
Never blow no heat or tote no bangers
What you see on TV is Nickelodeon
Street sweepers cleaning out your block like they custodians
Pass by's
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
wanna fuck with
J.Qvest up next lil' bitch I get it jumpin
Making moves you already know
Yeah I flow on go
Super cold I'm on Poconos
Peep me on the low
lost without you baby
Singing to that bitch like Rob Thicke
(Aye Vee light em up)
I'm praying to my gun, not to god
Nigga if I ever hired you to
Do my
revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone
revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone
revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
Co-produced by Van Dyke Parks
I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin'
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
creeping round
I'm Violent J and I'm sick
They try to run me down
But you know I'm too slick
And I slip and slide like a slinky
Slip and slide with my
fight
Its allright
See how bright
It is choi-
R sings life
Passes by
You think right
Fore your eyes
Its so blind-
Ing, oh my
This is why
I am known
gesundheit
You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke
And I already give you a few strikes, a few of mine
Kinda swole with this [?] face basically
you with rough LPs
Day after day after day
You smashed in the face by the bass of Cool J
I'm
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
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