styles from the miracle child Want a pile of ill styles wildin' on your radio dial? Smile I been here for awhile Peep my style while I go on with the
go Got top centerfolds too hot to wear clothes Still me, always have and will be I.L.L.G It's silly to hate but feel free Hey, hear what I say, they gotta
traveling around the world 2 of us's in jet planes on major tours interviews everybody know my name I was on every magazine cover check billboards all the others any
reflect on what we all most sincerely and deeply believe in. I refer of course, to money. and yet none of the christmas carols that you hear on the radio
got, Pops and that's a lot, Hops I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop Go 'head me, tell 'em, they may be hard of hearing So keep yellin' at the top
and I don't hear nothing but ladies calling Yea smash on the radio, bet I penned it Yea smash on the radio, bet I penned it Yea smash on the radio, bet
it or throw the constitution away Outro (jello biafra) What they're trying to do with radio, with this, uh, mccarron-walter Act and a lot of other
that I pop And the other one Said she wanna just watch (just watch) I'm game for any damn thing But there's more than 200 dames That's ready to go [Chorus
wash your hair underneath that wig takes a minute try and get to the other side can I peal the skin of your face takes a minute try and get to the other
But I still can't seem to cry him away I keep asking myself why can I just lay down and die I don't really think there's any other way I go through my
what I hear in these sounds And ooh, aah, that's what I hear in these That's what I hear in these sounds, sounds That's what I hear in these That's what I hear
cha'all gonna do? Okay, you want me to do the intro? Aight! Parental discretion is advised for the moment While I'm getting candid, now understand it Ain't too typical in any
Come over later, but first go get a pap smear Nine point five okay dear? And don't forget clean underwear 'Cause I don't want the funk to flow After after I'm done, yo, ya, gotta go
the radio deep inside you play. Girl, you've got to go and turn the music up. Drive the bad stuff away. Don't you trip on any other voice, Hear your own
wha, what did he just call me dun? Yo, I don't know man Yo, I, I don't know what he just called you man Well, yo, go get the books, go get the Bible Yo
mean shit to me) [Slug and Beyond] Stars and Stripes are like cars and bikes They're just vehicles you steer to ride other peoples fears Stars and Stripes
only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to dismiss those