On the Radio (Acapella)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Back when DJs still could play what they wanted And us li'l tykes didn't care how hard you stunted All we wanted was to hear that fresh shit blast Hit pause on the tape deck if it was trash Mixtapes were tapes not playlists And we made 'em in real time so makeshift Wait for the station and grab my tapes Got my trigger finger ready for the top eight at eight Now how the fuck is this little guy pants still really high Listening to Let Me Ride by Dr. Dre Well I'll tell you, I went and stole my sister's tapes And they had the tipper sticker so they cursed away And Ms. Gore and Dolores Tucker please listen up Intentions were good but man you still fucked up You can't touch an artform like ours And you made li'l e-dub want to spit bars, go hard [Hook] On that radio, yo, what it be We all wanna be, we all wanna be, ha And I wanna be We all wanna be, we all wanna be And I wanna be, yeah, yeah, yeah We all wanna be [Verse 2] Yeah, on that jambox, turn that jam up That's me motherfucker so just put your hands up Toast those jazzers, we are not average We can make magic, we are young mavericks We can watch Labyrinth, debate David Bowie And talk about how the song in the movie is a poem And this is poetry, and we roll with these Punches, and minutes and days until its over, we Won't stop until the last breath And this music keeps us human 'till death A four chord progression so def That a tear slips out your eye and you're left Breathless, relentless, unkempt, but you feel so free Those words were unsaid Yeah, emails were unsent And for three good minutes you ditched that regret, 'cause you [Hook] Yeah, yeah, on the radio Yeah, yeah, we all wanna be, we all wanna be And I wanna be We all wanna be, we all wanna be And I wanna be We all wanna be