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Versuri Vince Staples – TV Guide lyrics

[Intro]
Television
Television
Television
Television

[Chorus]
T-t-t-television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
Woke up, turned on the TV, went to sleep watchin’ TV
Breakin’ news on the TV, must be true, it’s on TV
Pacified by the TV, glued my eyes to the TV
Execution in my pollution, live on the TV

[Refrain]
Fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck arе you lookin’ at?

[Chorus]
T-t-t-television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alonе
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh
Television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh

[Verse 2]
Dare to dream, how to get on that silver screen?
Lights, cameras, action, bravo, can’t you hear the guns clappin’?
Bravo, can’t you see the thugs actin’ macho?
Just like Marlon Brando, just like Al Pacino
Catcher in the Rye, catch the B-roll

[Refrain]
Fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck are you lookin’ at?
What the fuck are you lookin’ at?

[Chorus]
T-t-t-television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh
Television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh

[Verse 3]
One, two, three, jump, I’m gone with the wind
Grab some popcorn, please, let’s begin as I serenade a Song of the South
They never let a realer nigga up in their house
I ain’t a toy, they wanna put a nigga up in a box
Richard Pryor with the fire, now they gettin’ me hot
They lookin’ at me like a joke, what’s all the laughin’ about? I ain’t no Dumbo
Jim Crow, swearin’ he fly, who gives a fuck though?
Who really cares though, who’s the great and powerful Oz, and who is the Scarecrow? (Who gives a fuck?)
Who’s the Witch though? Power of the dollar decline, they give us crypto
Let the coin flip, head or tails? Go ‘head and pick which one they’re goin’ in (Who gives a fuck?)
Where’s the love at? Touched by Uncle Sam, you better fuck back
You better bounce that ass, you better drop that ass, you better fuck back
You better move that ass before they use that ass, you better fuck back
You better shake that ass before they take that ass, you better fuck back
You better glue that ass

[Chorus]
T-t-t-television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh
Television, you turn me on
L-l-l-lookin’ at you, I’m not alone
M-m-m-movie magic up on the screen
I think the television’s controlling me, woah, oh, oh