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Say what you oughta, world outta order Paid the cost father time ain't never lost The boss, y'all ain't heard it? I work it, uh, the senior circuit See some quit it, 'cause they don't get it (kick it, Chuck!) Fire music, my aim is, forget what my name is Yeah, I ain't famous to be famous Remember Troy Davis Beware, Clive Davis swarming to your art form 'Cause there's a party goin' on Hotel, motel, I'm goin' in, don't care what they spent Can't prevent the event Some run to it, shun from it Been through it, I still rock to it I sue, I've been sued dude With this news fit to spit And the beat goes on Uh, come on! Uh, come on! Uh, come on! (Kick it, Chuck!) Never bitter but better, backed by the fact All I got is my word, the new curse word is black Still keep me on this track, still keep me on this track Don't take me off (I got you, Chuck) Say the test is being at your best The curse is living at your worst Crawlin' like a maggot out of they mind Faster than a Go-Go 45 Sh- is live, survive High with out a god- reason why basketball wives Ain't really wives, birds dropping out of the sky And y'all Google why? (Yeah!) (Kick it, Chuck!) Feel the people, heal the people Need the people, so heed the people Help the homeless, underfed Revolution, stop the feds Leavin' people left for dead Where's your groove? Check your heads I shall not, not be moved I, shall, not, be, moved Uh, come on! Uh, come on! Uh, come on! Uh, come on! (Kick it, Chuck!) Drive-By Trucker, I play it loud, motherf- Use it, don't abuse it, the voice gets rougher Shout my vocals, I salute all the locals Slept on, kept them out of radio focus Hocus-pocus spooks sitting by the sound Corporations dictate what goin' down Local acts, I got your back, underground Make 'em run 'til it's dark Run 'em out of town, they got me started, where I start? 'Cause I do it to support the art What good is learnin' from some record When y'all only listen to 15-seconds? Yeah! Kick it, Chuck! On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line (kick it, Chuck!) On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line On Wi-Fi, got you gaggin' on Gaga Pac made women cry from the very first line
Writer(s): Carlton Ridenhour, Gary Rinaldo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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