[Hook]
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I can't seem to get you off my mind
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Turn on the station and I'm still facing you and
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Everybody seems to lost their mind
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It's hard to handle so I change the channel on the radio
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Cause Internet killed the radio star
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Radio and YouTube killed the video star
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Hit the radio then we make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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Hit the radio then you make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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[Verse 1]
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Picture me rollin' Pac, it's funny how time has changed
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Everybody's a critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave
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It used to be you and Biggie, Chili Peppers "Give It Away"
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Now we got 10 year olds sittin' back in the chair like "those were the days"
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And though it seems so amazing to me that the labels lost the touch
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And I'm in the AM flipping through the AM like I lost my crutch,
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Limpin' cause I can't even walk straight if I can't turn it up
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Sippin' I need some gin and juice Snoop Dogg I bought my cup
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Wassup, uh huh, OK, shut up
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Cause I think we had enough of
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Radios in lust with the love bugs
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Well let me give you a big hug, a bag of mushrooms, here take some drugs
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And play some Group Home or something
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Shit that Goodie MoB Soulfood is bumpin'... rewind
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[Hook]
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I can't seem to get you off my mind
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Turn on the station and I'm still facing you and
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Everybody seems to lost their mind
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It's hard to handle so I change the channel on the radio
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Cause Internet killed the radio star
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Radio and YouTube killed the video star
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Hit the radio then we make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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Hit the radio then you make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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[Verse 2]
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Yeah,
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You'll never hear Black Star cause the program director's mostly deaf
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And you'll never hear Triple Six cause we live in the midst of the Bible belt
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But that's where the light is felt, so let it shine, let a¢æ?em rhyme
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Let a¢æ?em hustle, let a¢æ?em grind, nothin' wrong with the truth sometimes
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Sometimes the truth is dark, but the darkness sparks the truest art
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And you didn't even know you had a window til the tornado blew it apart
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If Eric Clapton can sing about cocaine and there's no harm
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Then I can write about guns I can rap about girls I can sing about money and cars
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Not that my money is large, let's talk about broke as a joke
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Let's talk about gettin' evicted, everything you own thrown out on the road
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And maybe that there goes gold, shit maybe it's platinum sold
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But they don't wanna see the green rings from the pirates' gold
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No, hold up rewind
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[Hook]
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I can't seem to get you off my mind
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Turn on the station and I'm still facing you and
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Everybody seems to lost their mind
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It's hard to handle so I change the channel on the radio
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Cause Internet killed the radio star
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Radio and YouTube killed the video star
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Hit the radio then we make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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Hit the radio then you make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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[Verse 3]
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Pick up the change, pick up the change!
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Ridin' a Chevy cause I' sick of the Range
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Catfish Billy come pick up the name,
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Come on inside if you're sick of the rain
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Turn the radio off and don't complain, it's all a replay, it's all the same
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Got one track on a runaway train on a one way street better pick your lane
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Yeah but you can let me pick your brain and we could be that rolling stone
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Mix a¢æ?em up with Janis Joplin, and let a¢æ?em harmonize like Bone
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Or we can just leave it alone and let it take a life on its own
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Or we could be that world class wreckin' crew
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And tell a¢æ?em turn the lights back on... come on
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[Hook]
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I can't seem to get you off my mind
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Turn on the station and I'm still facing you and
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Everybody seems to lost their mind
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It's hard to handle so I change the channel on the radio
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Cause Internet killed the radio star
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Radio and YouTube killed the video star
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Hit the radio then we make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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Hit the radio then you make a (make a) video, now I'm a star
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Radio
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