Yelawolf - Radio

Текст песни: [Hook:] I can't seem to get you off my mind Turn on the station, but I'm still facing Everybody seem to lost their mind It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the Radio.... Cause internet killed the radio star Radio.... And YouTube, killed the video star Hit the radio, we can make a, make a video Now I'm a star, hit the radio We can make a, make a video, now I'm a star [Verse 1: Yelawolf] Picture me rollin' Pac, it's funny how time has changed Everybody's a critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave It used to be you and Biggie, Chili Pepper's Give It Away Now we got ten year-olds sittin' back in a chair like "those were the days" And though it seems so amazin' to me that the labels lost the touch And I'm in the AM, flippin' through the A.M. like I lost my crutch Limpin', cause I can't even walk straight if I can't turn it up Sippin', I need some Gin and Juice, Snoop Dogg I brought my cup! What's up, ah ha, okay, shut up Cause I think we had about enough of radios And lust with the love bugs Well let me give you a big hug a bag of mushrooms Here, take some drugs and play some group home or something Shit, the Goodie Mobs Soul Food is bumpin', rewind [Hook] [Verse 2: Yelawolf] You'll never hear Black Star Cause the program director is mostly deaf And you'll never hear triple six Сause we live in the midst of the Bible Belt But that's when the light is filled, so let it shine Let em' rhyme, let em' hustle, let em grind Let em' roam with the truth sometimes Sometimes, the truth is dark but the darkness sparks the truest art And you didn't even know you had window till a tornado blew it apart If Eric Clapton could sing about cocaine, then there's no harm Then I can write about guns, I can rap about girls I can sing about money and cars Not that my money is large Let's talk about broke is a joke Let's talk about gettin' evicted, Everything owned thrown out on the road And maybe that there goes gold Shit maybe it's platinum sold But they don't want to see the green leaves from pirates gold Oh no, hold up [Hook] [Bridge] Pick up the change, pick up the change Ride in a Chevy cause I'm sick of the Range Catfish Billy come pick up the name Come inside, if your sick of the rain Turn the radio off and don't complain It's all a replay, it's all the same Got one drag, on a runaway train On a one way street better pick your lane [Verse 3:] Yeah, but you could let me pick your brain And we could be that Rolling Stone Mix'em up with Janis Joplin Let 'em harmonize like Bone Or we could just leave it alone Let it take on a life of it's own Or we could be that World Class Wreckin' Cru Tell 'em to turn the lights back on C'mon [Hook]

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Yelawolf – <p>Michael Wayne Eta is an American rapper better known by his stage name Yelawolf. Signed to Shady Records and Interscope Records.</p> –
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[Hook:]
I can't seem to get you off my mind
Turn on the station, but I'm still facing
Everybody seem to lost their mind
It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the
Radio.... Cause internet killed the radio star
Radio.... And YouTube, killed the video star
Hit the radio, we can make a, make a video
Now I'm a star, hit the radio
We can make a, make a video, now I'm a star

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Picture me rollin' Pac, it's funny how time has changed
Everybody's a critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave
It used to be you and Biggie, Chili Pepper's Give It Away
Now we got ten year-olds sittin' back in a chair like "those were the days"
And though it seems so amazin' to me that the labels lost the touch
And I'm in the AM, flippin' through the A.M. like I lost my crutch
Limpin', cause I can't even walk straight if I can't turn it up
Sippin', I need some Gin and Juice, Snoop Dogg
I brought my cup! What's up, ah ha, okay, shut up
Cause I think we had about enough of radios
And lust with the love bugs
Well let me give you a big hug a bag of mushrooms
Here, take some drugs and play some group home or something
Shit, the Goodie Mobs Soul Food is bumpin', rewind

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
You'll never hear Black Star
Cause the program director is mostly deaf
And you'll never hear triple six
Сause we live in the midst of the Bible Belt
But that's when the light is filled, so let it shine
Let em' rhyme, let em' hustle, let em grind
Let em' roam with the truth sometimes
Sometimes, the truth is dark but the darkness sparks the truest art
And you didn't even know you had window till a tornado blew it apart
If Eric Clapton could sing about cocaine, then there's no harm
Then I can write about guns, I can rap about girls
I can sing about money and cars
Not that my money is large
Let's talk about broke is a joke
Let's talk about gettin' evicted,
Everything owned thrown out on the road
And maybe that there goes gold
Shit maybe it's platinum sold
But they don't want to see the green leaves from pirates gold
Oh no, hold up

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Pick up the change, pick up the change
Ride in a Chevy cause I'm sick of the Range
Catfish Billy come pick up the name
Come inside, if your sick of the rain
Turn the radio off and don't complain
It's all a replay, it's all the same
Got one drag, on a runaway train
On a one way street better pick your lane

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, but you could let me pick your brain
And we could be that Rolling Stone
Mix'em up with Janis Joplin
Let 'em harmonize like Bone
Or we could just leave it alone
Let it take on a life of it's own
Or we could be that World Class Wreckin' Cru
Tell 'em to turn the lights back on
C'mon

[Hook]











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