Bumpin Uglies - "Radio" feat. Tropidelic (Official Video)

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Bumpin Uglies - "Radio" feat. Tropidelic (Official Video)

Listen to 'Radio' here: https://ffm.to/xeq689e

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Lyrics:


I don't write songs for the radio

I don't write songs for the radio

I don't write songs for the radio

I write songs for the stereos

So turn it up until the speakers blow

We're getting faded at the reggae show

Now here we go



Gimme a kick drum stacked with an 808

With that rub a dub bass and the bubble and skank

Roland got me echoing filling the space

You can season it to taste cause when it hits you in the face

It's an addiction, and you aint ever quitting

10 years in with a hundred songs written

10 years in to a genre we don't fit in

10 years in and there ain't no one more legit, man

I'm focused on my bars

You’re focused on your pretty boy shit and becoming pop stars

You got your PR teams

While we're just four mother fuckers and a pint of what's cheap

My lyrics are the product of the struggle that I bleed

You’re lyrically regurgitating what you’ve seen succeed

Rebel music has become Babylon I could babble on but I'll just reload and I will battle on, oh



I don't write songs for the radio

I write songs for the stereos

So turn it up until the speakers blow

We're getting faded at the reggae show

Now here we go



Ft. James Strips

You started out hoping you could pay the rent

You worked hard writing songs in the basement

Hangin out with vagrants is always how your days were spent

And your homies all told you stay patient

It’s been few years now, still can't predict

If you will ever tell your mama that you made it

But your counterparts only have half the heart

But livin life real large doin fake shit

So you got a manager then an agent

Made a plan and learned all the basics

Built a brand, demand and persuasion

Now your dream's become occupation

And although at you’re at the table eating steak and shrimp

All you seem to feel is forsaken

Not happy slappin on the label to be doing what you’re able

Even though it brings home the bacon



Ft. Matt Roads

Put me on the radio and turn me soft

Cuz I wanna hear my voice when I turn it off

When I become a pretender I'll remember the cost

While I'm busy getting sniffy in my loft with a supermodel

Different strokes for different folks

Some like being legit but without being broke, hard to do both

Guess I'm content just doing everything I can

Staying loyal to the band and the man that I am



Under produced but overly motivated

Substance abuse is keeping me agitated

Bad life decisions are how I am educated

But I’m authentic and that cannot be debated

Whispers in my ears coming from crooks and thieves

They are the worker bees of the industry

Trying to tear me apart to build me up

On top of its foundation and I have had enough



I ain't in it for the money, I'm in it for my sanity

Cause writing is the only place that I find any clarity

It's therapy, something that’s always been there for me

You’re fucking with my craft and you best be treading carefully

I'll be remembered for my lyrics and the fire that I sing em with

I'm tired of the hypocrites and liars they're all full of shit

I'll burn this fucker down before I change what I am

I might die a poor poet but I’ll live a free man



I don't write songs for the radio

I write songs for the stereos

So turn it up until the speakers blow

We're getting faded at the reggae show

Now here we go


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