Otitis - Radiowaves (feat. Bmag) Lyrics

(I didn't ask for time)
But yo, it's fleeing faster by the day and minute
I used to be in class reclined, but then I quit it
I'm fitted with a slacker's mind who wishes
Hour power naps really lasted nine, but now I get it

It's really up to us now
F*ck up the lush style, hit them with the rush-down
I had dreams of getting the weak flushed out
Intercept the game, then I sprinted for the touchdown

Thus, now I'm in it, and I don't think they trust how I meant it
The goal is removal, don't give a f*ck how I win it
Just as long as it's won, just as long as it's fun
If it isn't influential, then the song isn't done, right?

Right? How naive of me
How could I think that I might find a scenery
That wants change, wants range for a seed to be sewn
'Cause living independent means we need to be grown

Mature indeed
That's why I'm reaching for these sort of beats
Keep it real: y'all be hearing all the slaps with the whores and creeps
I'd rather listen to these tracks with the doors and seats, yo

I sort-of teach those whose legacy-inclined
Message meets the mind, blessings see rewind
Best to keep it timeless for the win
And maybe reminisce over them, my God

I ain't tryna hear what's on them radiowaves
I don't care what those on radio say, till the radio change
I ain't tryna hear them radiowaves
Don't give a damn what all them radios play, get my radio saved

Mag and I, we been in it for the longest now
Never did what they do with the songs or sound
Never rid ourselves the vision till we off the ground
Never hid from all these bitches, let 'em walk or drown

Now the chalk is down, it's "kill you 'fore you kill this"
Make moves, real dudes do real shit
If I lose, that's a bruise that I deal wit
Only be TFE that I build with

Speak truth, none held back
Regrouped, they fell back
Resume, then weld that
We knew, what they'll lack
They groove, then sell that, huh

So we fix it with the Power and Passion
We some cannibals rappin', call 'em "banter assassins"
We don't handle the masses, we just rock for the real ones
Mandible chassis, V8 vox for the real tongues

Cuz all them stations too basic with all them lame hits
I'm from when faces erased quick, unless you came sick
With bars to lace it, they'd place us upon the same shit
But now they waste it, and take in only the same kids

Cuz they be on the same shit
We tryna rearrange this
Cuz it's been time to change this aimless state they made