Airwaves
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, you already know, that I steal the show
And I'm ready to go, they can't bite my flow
The stations want my tracks, they're trying to giving me racks
I'm declining contracts, yeah this is just the facts
Yeah your offer I'll decline, I won't sign on the line
My music is mine, oh and I'm ready to shine
Enough is enough, don't you know I'm fed up?
Their bargain is tough and I'm going to call their bluff
Welsh rapper of the century, I'm all up in your memory
I'm up in your head rent free, so when I'm gone remember me
Yes sir, I dropped another one, back then I dropped the cover ones
Now I'm destined for number ones, so let's bring the Sisters on
If I could control the Airwaves, oh just for one day
I'd switch it up, I don't care what people say
If I could control the Airwaves, I'd change what they play
Become the host of Wales, and this is what I'd say
I'd take the pop songs out and strip it, play a new flavour of lyrics
Make you want to listen, through the Airwaves I would Christen
I think that I'm qualified, to become the brand new Spotify
You don't need another host as I channel the Holy Ghost
Tune into my frequency, cos my music is all you need
Whether you're praying on your knees, or committing felonies
I can play "So Fresh, So Clean", or the latest grimy beat
I can take requests you see, but secular? That's obscene
Margie Fever I'll never stop, won't stop till I reach the top
You know I'll destroy the lot, won't stop till they get the chop
And as I walk round my block, these car speakers will play my slot
If they don't it'll be a shock to their system as I slap the sod
Bring back the bass bring it in your face
I'll make other stations a disgrace
Everyone else I will replace, yeah that's my motive, that's my case
It doesn't have to be a race, but I want my channel up in space
If they don't I'll bring the grace
Of a Holy worshipper up in this place
If I could control the Airwaves, oh just for one day
I'd switch it up, I don't care what people say
If I could control the Airwaves, I'd change what they play
Become the host of Wales, and this is what I'd say
I'd take the pop songs out and strip it, play a new flavour of lyrics
Make you want to listen, through the Airwaves I would Christen
I think that I'm qualified, to become the brand new Spotify
You don't need another host as I channel the Holy Ghost
Oh, oh, oh, oh (You already know)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (That I steal the show)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (And I'm ready to go)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (They can't bite my flow)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, you already know, that I steal the show
And I'm ready to go, they can't bite my flow
The stations want my tracks, they're trying to giving me racks
I'm declining contracts, yeah this is just the facts
Yeah your offer I'll decline, I won't sign on the line
My music is mine, oh and I'm ready to shine
Enough is enough, don't you know I'm fed up?
Their bargain is tough and I'm going to call their bluff
Welsh rapper of the century, I'm all up in your memory
I'm up in your head rent free, so when I'm gone remember me
Yes sir, I dropped another one, back then I dropped the cover ones
Now I'm destined for number ones, so let's bring the Sisters on
If I could control the Airwaves, oh just for one day
I'd switch it up, I don't care what people say
If I could control the Airwaves, I'd change what they play
Become the host of Wales, and this is what I'd say
I'd take the pop songs out and strip it, play a new flavour of lyrics
Make you want to listen, through the Airwaves I would Christen
I think that I'm qualified, to become the brand new Spotify
You don't need another host as I channel the Holy Ghost
Tune into my frequency, cos my music is all you need
Whether you're praying on your knees, or committing felonies
I can play "So Fresh, So Clean", or the latest grimy beat
I can take requests you see, but secular? That's obscene
Margie Fever I'll never stop, won't stop till I reach the top
You know I'll destroy the lot, won't stop till they get the chop
And as I walk round my block, these car speakers will play my slot
If they don't it'll be a shock to their system as I slap the sod
Bring back the bass bring it in your face
I'll make other stations a disgrace
Everyone else I will replace, yeah that's my motive, that's my case
It doesn't have to be a race, but I want my channel up in space
If they don't I'll bring the grace
Of a Holy worshipper up in this place
If I could control the Airwaves, oh just for one day
I'd switch it up, I don't care what people say
If I could control the Airwaves, I'd change what they play
Become the host of Wales, and this is what I'd say
I'd take the pop songs out and strip it, play a new flavour of lyrics
Make you want to listen, through the Airwaves I would Christen
I think that I'm qualified, to become the brand new Spotify
You don't need another host as I channel the Holy Ghost
Oh, oh, oh, oh (You already know)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (That I steal the show)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (And I'm ready to go)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (They can't bite my flow)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Writer(s): James Rowsell
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