1991, Deliver hits by the tongue (AK)
Son of a gun, what you want
Turn it up, pump up this shit
Infinite all day and shit
I see fools hanging out at the corner
We know no lickses played out licks
Once I was top 10 to porterflick
Champagne caught up in the mix
Dance! Put yourself passatoos
Radio Mass got nothing to lose
We don't need no education
What we need is a radio station

All I see is all I get I stole the music with no regrets
All I want that's all I need I'm a thief I stole the beat

Just me whap, In no around in the clock (the mass)
Broadcast what you need (NON STOP)
Shall we all got faithed this a meditop
Rigo with never comache (comache)
And with this winning team
Each mate putties spells, lady scream!
Yeah that's what we need quit or the women will succeed
Mc's bleed, suffer like hell
Made mic's explode like mother dot cocktails
Well, it ain't hard to tell like winning ya
Barabarapa barabarapa and let me say it again

All I see is all I get I stole the music with no regrets
All I want that's all I need I'm a thief I stole the beat
All I want that's all I need I'm a thief I stole the beat
I'm a thief I stole the beat
I'm a thief I stole the beat

This is radio-mass (Tracks from the future tracks from the past)
This is radio-mass (I'm a thief I stole the beat)
This is radio-mass (Tracks from the future tracks from the past)
This is radio-mass
This is radio-mass (I'm a thief I stole the beat)
This is radio-mass

All I see is all I get I stole the music with no regrets
All I want is all I need I'm a thief I stole the beat
All I want is all I need I'm a thief I stole the beat
The beat the beat etc

Writer : Karlsson, Tobias Erik / Pencheff, Araneda Rodrigo / Chamdin, Amir Juan
Copyright : Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.