Radio

This ain't for the radio, the radio
I just wanna get in tune, get in tune, it's my mind making these moves

Said I don't wanna work in an office, obviously it's not me
So I'm preparing my share of talent and balancing things
A la mañana tomo tiempo como templo
No soy religioso, solo vivo en el momento
Esto es refrescante, con mi espíritu en trance
Siento el universe en balance
But this is me, Maxamilian with Mr Q.D.
Droppin bombs like we were rockin Tel Aviv
After this, un género is made
Write a letter to your senator and make sure that you say that

This ain't for the radio, the radio
I just wanna get in tune, get in tune, it's my mind making these moves

Yes indeed, let everything I please
unravel in front of me, 'cause I envision así
I wanna raise my cup to those putting up with the day to day to live their life right
Like facing obstacles, working a long day, worried at night
Sometimes I listen to the rhythm of life
and if I'm in the right kitchen I can season it right
But when I'm with her mixing I feel lovin' in my sight
But I never knew the recipe was destined for my life

That's right, rhymes that I write,
But I never knew the recipe was destined for my life