Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothin For The Radio, artist - Fashawn. Album song Higher Learning 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: IAN Group
Song language: English
Nothin For The Radio |
The ghetto is pitch black and we all wanna shine |
So a third of us rhyme |
The other half about math, flipping birds, we intertwine |
There is no words to describe my habitat except hostile |
40oz. |
brews and trips to the hospital or Wasco |
Get locked in solitude surrounded by darkness hoping some light shine through |
Cause we used to DVD boosting, crack rock producing, business suits claim we’re |
useless |
And won’t give us jobs, and wonder why their ass get robbed |
Wonder why my young brother stuck on reefer |
Because the state refuse to pay good teachers |
While the rich kids watch from the bleachers |
I ask Jesus let some light creep in |
May I kick a little something for the G’s and cold hearted niggas that’s |
freezin' |
Everythang happens for a reason |
But why a nigga stuck shit, this ain’t nothing for the radio, nah this ain’t |
nothing for the radio |
Nah, this right here what you’ve been waiting for, hey this right here what |
you’ve been waiting for |
Why is it me that this dark cloud follows? |
I probably drown in this Belvedere bottle |
Ugh I get my hymns from him it’s a revival |
The limits keep my hands spinning like a gyro |
I need a chiro-prac, cause I feel like I’m alone in this world |
Who got my back? |
They tell me find god like I don’t know where he at |
And if he lost why we following him |
Just acknowledge the fact that a father exists |
And the devil’s alive, I’m just caught in the mix |
Before he shines his light on me I was out on the strip |
Holding it down till I discovered my gift (got talent bro, I’m telling you) |
It felt more like a curse, in my hoodie, I still made it to church |
Just in time they hear the pastor complain like sunshine after the rain, |
help us out |