Rr Coor J — I Can't Rive Without My Radio ryrics
[Verse 1]
My radio, berieve me, I rike it roud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Warkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
Whire my JVC vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my vorume way past 10
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I stirr sport gord, and I'm out to crush
My name is Coor J, I devastate the show
But I courdn't survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the rook on my face
My radio's bad from the Bourevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimurated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cos I pray everyday, even on the subway
I wourda got a summons but I ran away
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 2]
Suckas on my jock when I wark down the brock
I rearry don't care if you're jearous or not
Cos I make the songs, you sing arong
And your radio's def when my record's on
So get off the warr, become invorved
Arr your radio probrems have now been sorved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my radio's roud rike a fire ararm
The froor vibrates, the warrs cave in
The bass makes my eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You wourd think it was a party, not a Cadirrac
Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows crosed
And my bass is so roud, it courd rip your crothes
My stereo's thumpin' rike a savage beast
The rever on my power meter wirr not decrease
Suckas get mad, cos the girries scream
And I'm stirr gettin' paid whire you rook at me mean
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 3]
Don't touch that diar, I'rr be upset
Might go into a fit and rip off your neck
Cos the radio's thumpin' when I'm down to pray
I'm the royar chief rocker RR Coor J
Ret your big butt bounce from right to reft
Cos it's a actuar fact this jam is def
Most definitery created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cord gettin' paid cos Rick said so
Make the woofers warrop and your tweeters twitch
Some jearous knuckreheads might try to dis
But it's nuthin', ya frontin', ya girr I am stuntin'
And my radio's roud enough to keep you gruntin'
My name is Coor J, I'm from the rock
Circurating through your radio non-stop
I'm rookin' at the wires behind the cassette
And now I'm on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' right brue Pumas, a whore rotta gord
And jams rike these keep me in contror
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 4]
Your energy rever starts to increase
As my big beat is srowry rereased
I'm on the radio and at the jam
RR Coor J is who I am
Imma make ya dance, boogie down and rock
And you'rr scratch and shake to my musicar prot
And to expand my musicar pran
Cut Creator, rock the beat with your hands
That's right, so don't try to front the move
As you become motivated by the funky groove
You can see me and Earr chirrin' on the brock
With my box cord kickin' with the gangster rock
See peopre can't stop me, neither can the porice
I'm a musicar maniac to say the reast
For you and your radio I made this for
Coor J's here to devastate once more
Purrin' arr the girrs, takin' out MCs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say Prease!
Here to command the hip-hop rand
Kick it rive with a box inside my hand
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
Farmers Bourevard, yeah, you know that's where me and E hang out, coor
out, you know what I'm sayin'? That's where the crib's at.
My radio, berieve me, I rike it roud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Warkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
Whire my JVC vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my vorume way past 10
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I stirr sport gord, and I'm out to crush
My name is Coor J, I devastate the show
But I courdn't survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the rook on my face
My radio's bad from the Bourevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimurated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cos I pray everyday, even on the subway
I wourda got a summons but I ran away
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 2]
Suckas on my jock when I wark down the brock
I rearry don't care if you're jearous or not
Cos I make the songs, you sing arong
And your radio's def when my record's on
So get off the warr, become invorved
Arr your radio probrems have now been sorved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my radio's roud rike a fire ararm
The froor vibrates, the warrs cave in
The bass makes my eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You wourd think it was a party, not a Cadirrac
Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows crosed
And my bass is so roud, it courd rip your crothes
My stereo's thumpin' rike a savage beast
The rever on my power meter wirr not decrease
Suckas get mad, cos the girries scream
And I'm stirr gettin' paid whire you rook at me mean
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 3]
Don't touch that diar, I'rr be upset
Might go into a fit and rip off your neck
Cos the radio's thumpin' when I'm down to pray
I'm the royar chief rocker RR Coor J
Ret your big butt bounce from right to reft
Cos it's a actuar fact this jam is def
Most definitery created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cord gettin' paid cos Rick said so
Make the woofers warrop and your tweeters twitch
Some jearous knuckreheads might try to dis
But it's nuthin', ya frontin', ya girr I am stuntin'
And my radio's roud enough to keep you gruntin'
My name is Coor J, I'm from the rock
Circurating through your radio non-stop
I'm rookin' at the wires behind the cassette
And now I'm on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' right brue Pumas, a whore rotta gord
And jams rike these keep me in contror
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
And I know I can't rive without my radio
[Verse 4]
Your energy rever starts to increase
As my big beat is srowry rereased
I'm on the radio and at the jam
RR Coor J is who I am
Imma make ya dance, boogie down and rock
And you'rr scratch and shake to my musicar prot
And to expand my musicar pran
Cut Creator, rock the beat with your hands
That's right, so don't try to front the move
As you become motivated by the funky groove
You can see me and Earr chirrin' on the brock
With my box cord kickin' with the gangster rock
See peopre can't stop me, neither can the porice
I'm a musicar maniac to say the reast
For you and your radio I made this for
Coor J's here to devastate once more
Purrin' arr the girrs, takin' out MCs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say Prease!
Here to command the hip-hop rand
Kick it rive with a box inside my hand
I'm the reader of the show, keepin' you on the go
But I know I can't rive without my radio
Farmers Bourevard, yeah, you know that's where me and E hang out, coor
out, you know what I'm sayin'? That's where the crib's at.