I care about love And how I feel I care about dreams And make them real I care about you I care about me No no worry Yes I'm able to be free I live
The memory of you Still in our zone And our song is playing in my head on and on Our world is black and white baby now that you?re gone I?m smelling
: Speed kills coming down the mountain Speed kills coming down the street Speed kills with presence of mind and Speed kills if you know what I mean Got
killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio
: I care about love And how I feel I care about dreams And make them real I care about you I care about me No no worry Yes I'm able to be free I live
: The memory of you Still in our zone And our song is playing in my head on and on Our world is black and white baby now that you?re gone I?m smelling
the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up
a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone! I save then baby, c'mon! Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead
I KILL (The Lights) Pure (The Lights) Satis (The Lights) Faction I KILL (The Lights) Lights (The Lights) Camera (The Lights) Action I KILL (The Lights
G's [Talking:] Busy Basically I'm saying I'm bigging up Bounty Killer (Jagwa, drinking guiness, smoking di chalwa) Don't you say nothing bad bout di killer
, Ca$his (I ain't goin nowhere) Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater (O. Trice) WHAT! [Obie Trice] Niggaz didn't kill me, now a nigga's gone (yeah) Can't, peel
we scope shit, advertise in every area Let the fiends know hey, we got some dope shit Gon' need a middle man, so we look to radio Let em test the product
Crash-Barrier Waltzer And here slip I dragging one foot in the gutter in the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap radios. And there sits she no
in the door Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war My sister
a cuete And then I'll call you a chavala As I rock over the jam in my '62 Impala And if you shoot you better kill Cause if you don't and you won't But
's dead on arrival Chorus x4 Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 (dj paul) Give'em two To the head Three to the neck And the other fuckin' tip Too his
: Leave the world behind I'll leave the world behind I'll leave the world behind I'll leave the world behind Radio killa! She never goes on? She always
bride Amanda, for a drive She was only seventeen He just lived to see her smile Their commitment to each other Burned like a forest fire Otis on the radio