It?s a long way back from California. California Cuz I?m missing you, and missing Florida, It?s a long way back from California A long way back from California
Traduction: Go Radio. Cette chanson California.
has to vomit. Phyllis: Frank said, "That's it, that's the opening of the line, that, that, I mean, that's the opening of the picture." I said, "Frank
got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they
I got rappers gettin' mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how
?s on it?s way, our friends all say goodbye There?s nowhere else to go, I hope that you?ll stay the night Just like the song on our radio set We?ll share
anymore California dreamer You dream of seasons that never die You go to oceans that never touch the ice You dream of seasons that never die You go to oceans that
There's nowhere else to go, I hope that you'll stay the night wooooah, you'll stay the night, wooooah yeah Just like the song on my radio said, We'
's time to jump back in the mix and get On it, now is the time Too $hort, baby's gonna spit that rhyme I sell records everyday And still I get no radio
about sellin' records We ain't music merchants We emcees, we go straight to the club and hurt shit New York, New Jers', Boston, come on California,
' shit Man I don't give a fuck how many records you sell Stories you tell, nigga check yourself And fuck that bitch that you're with too When the shit go
When I'm not on the road that's where I go Try and put my feelings down on paper Right or wrong the show has to go on I can cry deep down inside and
the same song Dead man, dead man on the radio (Police can't help you no) Dead man, dead man on the radio (Police can't help you no) Guns they go hard
shit Man I don't give a fuck how many records you sell Stories you tell, nigga check yourself And fuck that bitch that you're with too When the shit go