Songtext State run radio (feat. matt mahaffey) Lupe Fiasco

State run radio (feat. matt mahaffey)

[Chorus]
You must be, a radio station
And who are we, we must be
A number one song, spinning all day long
And over again, and over again, and over again, and over again, and over again
And we know when,
When we call in,
And nothing's free,
Sounds to me like,
State run radio [x8]

[Verse 1]
We interrupt this broadcast,
To bring you a special message about the forecast,
The future's cloudy and it's raining on the poor class,
The roads to peace are closed, and the traffic's on the war paths,
Love is balling on a budget, the military's stressing
We need more cash, to keep fighting for your gas
Keep us in our hoods and hope we never explore pass,
Stay inside of your half, believe the lies you learn in your class,
That there's no treasure in your trash, & the ceiling has the same feeling,
That the floor has, and that's where you should stay,
This is what they play

[Chorus]
And over again, and over again, and over again, and over again, and over again
And we know when,
When we call in,
And nothing's free,
Sounds to me like,
State run radio [x8]

[Verse 2]
You're now tuned into the weakest,
Frequency of fear, keep you locked right here,
And hope you never leave this, never be a leader,
Think inside the box, and follow all procedures,
Never ever believe that, you will never need this,
Hit up all your friends and tell them to repeat this,
Hi, you're on the air, now what you want to hear?
Well we ain't got the truth, but how about a remix?
Different is never good, good is only what we pick,
You ain't got a hit, unless it sounds like these did,
Not too smart you will be a superstar,
And if you dumb a song maybe you could be number one

[Chorus]
You must be, a radio station,
And who are we, we must be,
A number one song, spinning all day long,
And you put me, in daily rotation,
You're on the air,
We know you're scared,
But we don't care,
We'll play this here,
And over again, and over again, and over again, and over again, and over again
And you know when,
When we call in,
And nothing's free,
Sounds to me like,
State run radio [x16]