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Check it
Let's build by destroying that weak shirt
I bet you think that's hip hop
Nigga that's reset
Whats up with the flip flops
Nigga that's weak shirt
At least throw on some damn socks
Looking at them shits
Got you on your toes ha
Don't over step your bounds
Especially in those
You are walking on deadly grounds
Not hot coals
Here you get hit with rounds
Like fuck you hoe's
You marry them
Wife em up
We enlighten them
And occasionally tighten them up
We hip hop villains
The bad guys you root for
If the government don't kill them
Load your gun and shoot for them
B9 need a broad like Bonnie
Someone to hold me down and can work the Tommy
Call me
I'm laid back like beach chairs and mix drinks
Feet up check out my NIKE airs
What I call this here is lyrics
The flow the spirits
The beat loud the clearity
I'm sure you'll hear it
The word play delivery
Watch how tear it apart
You will remember me on account
How I shoot this dart
Ride the track as if I'm loco
My motive be
Is show niggas that I'm no ho
In fact a G
This here's solo as in lp
Came through and smashed it solo
No help for me
Thought it appears I'm asleep
I'm not I'm chilling
Thought very much in my thoughts
Just my feelings
Feeling the highs, feeling the lows
Feeling vibe, just feeling the flow
Taking a ride with no where to go
Just be ghost be gone
Just coast till we approach the dawn
We getting close till we exit
About to exit onto the nest route
And just keep pressing on
Hit cruise control
To where no blues patrol
No worries but who's to know
Let's just go
The villain is black dress to kill in all black
Rugged monk is his name and I'm ready for combat
Whether rap, scraping, or jacking
I always keep it cracking
Spit flows that's consitent
Pure satisfaction
For your eardrum show you how the west was won
Got a fully loaded notebook and my tongues the gun
Spit like an ak
Come from Compton C-A-
L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A
Gunplay around my way police harrass you everyday
If you ain't seen no yellow tape
That's a good day
Serve suck ass on the mic
With my rugged wordplay

Worry the bottle mama, it's grapefruit wine
Kick off your high heel, sneakers, it's party time
The girls don't seem to care what's on, as long as they play till dawn
Nothin' but blues and Elvis, and somebody else favorite song
Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae, she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
No static at all
(No static, no static at all)
F.M.
(No static at all)
Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
No static at all
(No static, no static at all)
F.M.

Worry The Bottle Mamma, It's Grapefruit Wine
Kick Off Your High Heel Sneakers, It's Party Time
Girls Don't Seem To Care What's On
As Long As It Plays Till Dawn
Nothin' But Blues And Elvis
And Somebody Else's Favorite Song
Give Her Some Funked Up Music, She Treats You Nice
Feed Her Some Hungry Reggae, She'll Love You Twice
Girls Don't Seem To Care Tonight
As Long As The Mood Is Right
No Static At All
No Static At All
No Static At All
FM - No Static At All
Give Her Some Funked Up Music She Treats You Nice
Feed Her Some Hungry Reggae She'll Love You Twice
Girls Don't Seem To Care Tonight
As Long As The Mood Is Right
No Static At All
No Static At All
No Static At All

We' ll always have the radio blasting out the songs that we sang long ago, There was a time when I tried to believe that there was something left inside for me. Whoa oh, And I was told, You'll always have the radio, Sometimes I wish it wasn't so, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song. We'll always have the stars above falling from the night in skies when I'm alone, There was a time when I tried to believe there was something left inside of me. Whoa oh, And I was told, You'll always have the radio, Sometimes I wish it wasn't so, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song. We' ll always have the radio blasting out the songs that we sang long ago, There was a time when I tried to believe that there was something left inside for me. Whoa oh, And I was told you'll, Always have the radio, Sometimes I wish it wasn't so, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song. We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song, We'll always have the radio, Small town and no place to go, When I lose myself in the radio song, And I lose myself in the radio, And I lose myself in the radio, And I lose myself in the radio, Song, Radio...

mary says to build
i need to shake myself to sleep
i've been laying here so still
all through the night
i need this illusion to go on
something to rest my faith upon
all-night jockey
come and save me
from the quiet
so put the needle on the number
and tune to the crash of tiny thunder
that's my station coming in
all through the night

Worry the bottle Mamma, it's grapefruit wine
Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time
The girls don't seem to care what's on
As long as it plays till dawn
Nothin' but blues and Elvis
And somebody else's favorite song
Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae, she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
FM - no static at all
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right

Let's leave tonight
one last time
before it gets to cold
just one more round
in that tourist town
with another home for sale
and then one more year
becomes one more year
and you'll forget me soon i fear
through the crooked roads
and the static codes
on the hotel radios
[missing]... broken down again
[missing]... so still around .... from the rain
[missing]... and it won't play
[missing]... till you say you're ok
and the motor starts
it's cold and vicious heart
moves me close to you each day
and when i arrive
my god you'll be surprised
of all the lines that changed
and one more year
becomes one more year
and lights become less clear
so let's meet the road
tonight we'll drive back home
forget the hotel radios
[missing]... broken down again
[missing]... so still around .... from the rain
[missing]... and it won't play

(FM, FM)
I live in a town with a hundred lights around,
my head is like a radio set,
I'm waiting to hear what program is next.
What program is next? (FM)
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.
They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in
my nightmares don't project my dreams
I can't but wonder what's feeding my screen.
What's feeding my screen? (FM)
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.
Thousand nights of confusion wedged in my mind
breaking down another illusion,
today's transmission will give me the solution.
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose

(FM, FM)
I live in a town with a hundred lights around,
my head is like a radio set,
I'm waiting to hear what program is next.
What program is next? (FM)
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.
They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in
my nightmares don't project my dreams
I can't but wonder what's feeding my screen.
What's feeding my screen? (FM)
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.
Thousand nights of confusion wedged in my mind
breaking down another illusion,
today's transmission will give me the solution.
Frequent Mutilation transmits over the air,
serving for the purpose
of those who want you to fear.