to the gentleman Or at least nod your head For only he, knows what stands in front of What is medicinal at best 'Cause the first one to be shot Is the
Übersetzung: State Radio. First One Shot.
, geah [Chorus] [Stat Quo] Young Stat keep the gat on tuck Want war, I don't give a fuck Shot 'til you kiss, pucker up It'll lift him up, believe me
shots! I hope the weed'll outweigh these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio
dudes slid in with one hand Two culture-ciphers, one bag of wet Heavy rain fucked my kicks up Wasn't lookin, splashed in the puddle Bitch laughin, first
: She smashed the radio with the board of education turn up the static left of the state of the nation Turn up the flame step on the gas burning the
fib to your kids When the fuel runs out - the fools rush in The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end! [Chorus:] I'm a one shot kill like heroin
for prime time So I don't give a fuck about MTV Or any radio station, they won't play me They own kids give me spins on tapes and CD's Infamous First
me, and said "You're one piece of work" So I said "Lend me an ear" 'cause I'm the state of the art First I'll feast on your brain and rip your body
She smashed the radio With the board of education Turn up the static left Of the state, of the nation Turn up the flame, step on the gas Burning the
bassment look this aint just a song its a statement my intent was never to exploit my descent when it went national it was a major event it seems like for everyone one
the blood-stream. Another Christ dies, jacked up by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One giant step for
these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row, one, two, three, four, five... Splits, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops, one right after the other. Well, this one
expand it Chorus *Evidence part first* [Iriscience] This for the ladies lookin forward to clubs these days And turntablists, radio, and club DJ
She smashed the radio with the board of education turn up the static left of the state of the nation Turn up the flame step on the gas burning the flag
is injected into the blood-stream. Another Christ dies, jacked up by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One
tree as it grows and flowers and fruits and fall to the ground and in each one is found one thousand seeds in the image of a tree one's spirit can
