Текст песни Keith Murray - Radio
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"word"- Slick RickIntro:Rock on. All my peoples up top rock on. All my peoples down low rock on. Allmy peoples on the left rock on. All my peoples on the right. Word up. DefSquad rock on.Verse 1:Well it`s the supersonical ginintonical Ask your chronicles splatter crews all you hear is ahh and ouhsTime to face the music bring you down to Earth like Poppa SmurfI`m worldwide like on the web in your turfWith full fledge rap pack with anxiety attacks For those that thought I wouldn`t be back With that bone chillin` horror killin` all on goin` dramaSave the rah rah for your mamaBragadoshis prone to staticCome through the jam and wreck the mic by force of habitTantalizin` make you feel good like cryin`I can`t be dissed so you can stop tryin`And Keith Murray will prevailSo you can eat a shit sandwich and go to hellHook:I got the skunky funky illest funk flowFor the glamorous scandalous world of radio"now this song is from all of us to all of them" (x2)Verse 2:Yo I throw the beat up in the cobra clutchHit it with the Midas touchDig up in the mic just like a gold rushNever ran never felt the need to runThey know not to come cause they all get someI`m still fabulous still mackadoshis My dj still cut it the closestSo who`s an error when`s a never?I melt through your butter leather And then I splatter through your Gucci sweaterDeep as a river in a ragin` flood I come with open arms showin` nothin` but loveComin` less than zero modern day heroDeliver hot shit just like DominosKeep it movin` or get it on Cause money talks and bullshit runs the marathon word is bond Non stoppin` mic shockin` bottles poppin`Word up son you we keep it rockin`HookVerse 3:I`m like a character and my life is a movieGroupies step to me Do meTry to sue me Because I make a record got money in a carI`m a star?Naw naw naw that`s bullshit pawIn the black range look ya never ever worryParked in the front I hear voices sayin` "That`s Keith Murray"The name of the game is fame You know the price you recognize the God like ChristMasses of posses packed up schemin` Ladies love me they keep on screamin`Expressin` all the feelin` of the world todaySome might listen to my music and try to sayNothin` other than "Yo this shit is dope"And in the everyday life struggle Murray goes for brokeFrom day to day month to month year to yearI swear I tear any mic any stage anywhereI be the standards of which excellence is measured So for me to rock all day it`ll be my pleasureHook