it says that we, can't come to the phone And I know it makes no sense, 'cuz you walked out the door But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore (It
Don't you wish you could scratch it And grab it like you want it The name fits cause your all up on it Get mad if you want, I won't front When it's
slip Into a trance, mind going slow Didn't wanna curse so they'll pump it on the radio Called up Banks on the GTE mobil Well, it's about 9:00, yo, Ant
chains Wake up, wake up, wake up! Get out that slave mentality, mayn! If it's vain, he gots to be vein They hear it on the radio (Radio-radio) And then
grand central station. I looked up at the board: there it was -- 'last train to niagara 1:15': I just had to get on it. I had to get up there and find
's keep on trying Baby, you're gonna miss me When the radio comes 'round to my time When the radio comes on, so long When the radio comes on, you were
it before and I'll say it again We got just enough fire to keep it burning Just neough dream to never give up hope Just neough love to last forever We keep
stars We go, dang, diddy, dang, didang, didang, diggy, diggy Dang, diddy, dang, didang, didang, diggy, diggy Dang, diddy, dang, didang, didang, diggy, diggy Dang, diddy, dang
And were backing up Tell the DJ he can back it up You got me feeling it up to the ceilling Were ready to kill it It coulda been a sweet dream or
Got my rear view attached with some duct tape Keep yo' knee right there I'm tryna keep that glove compartment closed playa The seatbelt don't work, just tie it
air that's a wrap bro Our songs good to go straight to the radio Flex easy on the bomb let these niggas hear to flow We Americas most dangerous to have
be danged if the rain ain't pourin down There's somethin smokin' underneath the hood It's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good And it's another
it before and I'll say it again We got just enough fire to keep it burning Just enough dream to never give up hope Just enough love to last forever We keep
s always somebody with better shit I keep you out the public eye for a reason You're a commodity Rip. Ain't that how you wanna keep it? I keep your whereabouts
Mexico they still robbing tourists What's up to Maria, she from Handuras I'm in my room, rolling up ganja My mom's in the kitchen, rolling up masa The
started in the motherfuckin' East Know I'm sayin'? Then it went to the West coast And they did it a little bit better Know I'm sayin'? But now it's our
It's the danger dome using the maestro zone Like supertramp take the long way home I used to ill, now I build Rock rhymes like bills(? ) set up to kill When it
Back into the Ford with the windows rolled up So when the radio rocks he can sing along freely With the lights out it's less dangerous At the top of