G-Dawg Radio
Today's Best Variety. G-Dawg Radio is a podcast library of music featuring every genre from folk to trance. Songs are all written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and played by AI. All material is copywritten ©️Ronald Allen Bell, AKA Ron Allen, G-Dawg Trading. All personas are creations of Ronald Allen Bell. Enjoy.
Episodes

Thursday Mar 06, 2025

Thursday Mar 06, 2025
Thursday Mar 06, 2025
Critics are saying that this entry is likely the best entry ever of anything ever made. It was said, then they fled and hid to never be seen again because they don't want to hear anything else ever again because it was that good.

Thursday Mar 06, 2025
Thursday Mar 06, 2025
Written by Ron Allen~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~
Lyrics:
cross walk woman crossed in front of my eyes lost balked missed the light angry folks behind
she looked into me as she passed and sent a message to me cast said, love you babe but it won't lastshe's just a fancy little lass
Bet she'd love me sonever let me go I would always aimto please my little dame
But I'm just a popper my car isn't even clean it's an older Ploppermade in two-thousand fifteen
Cross walk woman knocked on my cottage doorscared me just a bit dropped my pipe upon the floor
Women who just show up need to happen way- way more Hop, hop, hot, oh, no, let's go, now a fire starts to roar
cross walk woman crossed in front of my eyes lost balked missed the light angry folks behind
she looked into me as she passed and sent a message to me cast said, love you babe but it won't lastshe's just a fancy little lass
But I'm just a dreamer my mind always drifts astray Women who just pop in should just drop on down and stay
Bet she'd love me sonever let me go I would always aimto please my little dame

Thursday Mar 06, 2025
Thursday Mar 06, 2025
From the books, Rhymes from Outer Minds and Broken Reflection~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~
Lyrics:
A plastic tragedy is what he called the earth when he- came to visit in my dreams and- weave for me a dismal scene
We dropped down from where I sleptdown and around and found a trenchwith a little bit of water leftand a single fish but the fish was dead
He wrapped the future round me like a blanket tightly and visions real in space time futures would consume my view and take root inside me
Jesus kissed the feet of the prostitute, he, spoke of equality in men and they sent one for to kill him so he be not heard again
They said it was the Romanssaid they killed the son of GodStill he left for us a messageone the people carry on
Lincoln spoke to hate in its face in a place not too forgiving of a man with his taste spoke of equality in menAnd they sent one for to kill himso he be not heard again
I wandered lost and entertainedA woman there out on the rangeshe held the last drop of water and I asked herplease for a drink and she said youburnt the fucking earth and now were all out on the brink
We dropped down from where I sleptdown and around and found a trenchwith a little bit of water leftand a single fish but the fish was dead

Wednesday Mar 05, 2025

Wednesday Mar 05, 2025
Wednesday Mar 05, 2025
Written by Ron Allen, mon.
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~
Lyrics:
one mon stonds ageenst seven
seven stond to donce
two mon do da robot
five mon zombie tronce
the one mon he be stond alone
drops shaka Kahn on dem
six mon dead in a eenstent
one mons hope be gone
for da Shaka Kahn no mon con widstond
Tis most wicked one mon

Wednesday Mar 05, 2025

Wednesday Mar 05, 2025

Tuesday Mar 04, 2025

Tuesday Mar 04, 2025






