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- Path: sparky!uunet!UB.com!quack!pharvey
- From: pharvey@quack.sac.ca.us (Paul Harvey)
- Subject: Lyrics: L.L. Cool J: I can't live without my radio
- Message-ID: <fQfcPA4@quack.sac.ca.us>
- Organization: The Duck Pond public unix: +1 408 249 9630, log in as 'guest'.
- Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1992 07:17:05 GMT
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- my radio believe me, I like it loud
- I'm the man with the box, that can rock the crowd
- walkin' down the street, to the hard core beat
- while my JVC, vibrates the concrete
- I'm sorry, if you can't understand
- but I need a radio, inside my hand
- don't mean to offend, other citizens
- but I kick my volumn, way past ten
- my story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
- but I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
- my name is Cool J, I devastate the show
- but I couldn't survive, without my radio
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- terrorizing my neighbors, with the heavy bass
- I keep the suckers in fear, by the look on my face
- my radio banned from the boulevard
- I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is star
- get stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
- get fresh batteries, if it won't rewind
- 'cause I play everyday, even on the subway
- I would've got a summons, but I ran away
- I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
- but I know, I can't live without my radio
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- suckers on my jock, when I walk down the block
- I really don't care, if you're jealous or not
- 'cause I make the song, you sing along
- and your radio's def, when my rekkid's on
- so get off the wall, become involved
- all your radio problems have now been solved
- my treacherous beats, make your ears respond
- and my radio's loud like a fire alarm
- the floor vibrates, the walls cave in
- the bass makes my eardrums seem thin
- def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
- you would think it was a party, not a Cadillac
- comin' down to the ave, with the windows closed
- and my bass is so loud, it could rip your clothes
- my stereo's stompin', like a savage beast
- the level on my power meter will not decrease
- suckers get mad 'cause the girlies scream
- and I'm still gettin' paid, why you look at me mean
- I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
- but I know, I can't live without my radio
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- don't touch that dial, I'll be upset
- might go into a fit and rip off your neck
- 'cause the radio's thumpin', when I'm down to play
- I'm the royal chief rocker, L.L. Cool J
- let you big butt bounce, from right to left
- 'cause it's a actual fact, this jam is def
- most definitly, created by me
- goin' down, in radio history
- I'm good to go, on your radio
- and I'm cold gettin' paid, 'cause Rick said so
- make your woofers wallop, and your tweeters twist
- some jealous knuckleheads might try to diss
- but it's nothing, you're frontin', your girl am strutin'
- and my radio's loud enough to keep you gruntin'
- my name is Cool J, I'm from the block
- circulating through your radio, non-stop
- I'm lookin' at the wires, behind the cassette
- and now I'm on the right, standing on the eject
- wearing light blue Pumas, a whole lot of go
- and jams like these keep me in control
- I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
- and I know, I can't live without my radio
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- your energy level, starts to increase
- as my big beat is slowly released
- I'm on the radio, and at the jam
- L.L. Cool J, is who I am
- I'm a make your dance, boggy down and rock
- and you'll scratch and shake to my musical plot
- and to expand my musical plan
- Cut Creator, rock the beat with your hands
- that's right, so don't try to front the move
- as you become motivated by the funky groove
- you can see me and Earl, chillin' on the block
- with my box cold kickin' with the gangster rock
- see people can't stop me, neither can the police
- I'm a musical maniac to say the least
- for you and your radio, I made this
- for Cool J's here to devastate once more
- pullin' all the girls, takin' out m.c.'s
- if you try to disrespect me, I just say please
- here to command, the hip-hop land
- kickin' live with the box, inside my hand
- I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you on the go
- but I know, I can't live without my radio
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- Farmer's boulevard, yeah you know, that's where me and E hang out
- cool out, know what I'm sayin'? that's where the crib's at
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