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Radio Suckers
(专辑: Power - 1988)
People,it's time for the
Ice crush So listen to my words I
bring much Sense,as I
commence,my lirycs intense Get telephoto,break out your big lens Look,check out the
sales charts My record's kickin',I'm breaking P.D.'s hearts They banned me from their shows Because they said I'm too hard But no sell-out,I guess I'm just barred I
ain't changing mine for no body They bleeped words from Doug's LA-DE-DA-DE I
can't get a
bleep?What's the
deal? Maybe my words are just too real It's not profanity,it's just the
man and me He doesn't want you to see what I
see Doesn't want you to be what you can be Word,censorship of reality Radio suckers never play me [x3] [sampler of PE "rebel without a
pause"] Suckers don't,but some do The
real troopers bring the
ICE to you And close friends to me,yea,PUBLIC ENEMY These stations have high intellect They don't pretend to be,too bourgeois to rock a
jam raw Understand what I'm sayin',they're down by law They play the
jams that are right,sometimes not polite They realize you gotta get some people uptight Speak the
word,your voice will definitely be heard Lie to yourself,you're destined to be to the
curb Some stations don't care,they'll never put on the
air Nothing but commercial junk,their brain power's impaired They don't listen or try to hear what I
write Maybe just think once,or try some school at night They're making radio wack,people have to escape But even if I'm banned,I'll sell a
million tapes Radio suckers never play me [x3] I
made records for music,not for the
money To some of you that might sound funny But I
ain't broke,and I
don't joke And my lirics are known to make ears smoke Clear as a
gun scope,I speak the
pure dope Can the
radio handle the
truth?...Nope Uncut,no edits,no censors You can get a
plastic rapper from any ol'dispenser A
penny a
yard,to make a
record ain't hard But to make it mean something,that's a
job But then we do it,they refuse it So I
tell them duck suckers to cold go screw it We shouldn't sell out,we should just yell out And get them wack motherfuckers the
hell out Radio suckers never play me [x4] Cruising down the
street what do I
see? Crash Task Force,L.A.P.D. Gangs illing,wilding and killing Hustlers on a
roll,like they got a
million Girls on the
strap and you know that You know the
guys will stop wilding if you stop that crap But you can't,you want money so bad You'll jock anything with the
Gucci tag You gotta have it,so the
men go get it Robbing and stealin',soon to regret it Living in a
jail cell,feeling like a
dumbbell While you jump the
next jock,well That's reality,that's what I
see Nobody says that you have to agree Censorship that ain't the
way to be I
thought you said this country was free? Radio suckers never play me [x2] Tone it down,...Is what they say to me The
FCC will not allow profanity Your subject matter's too hard,make a
love song You better get real,come on I
ain't no lover,I'm a
fighter Hard core radical rap rhyme writer Pushing the
botton,E does the
cutting Everything I
say amounts to something More than a
single rap,I'm too deep for that I
lay my lirics with logic,press the
wax Play it on your tape deck,feel the
effect If you can't take the
heat,eject But I
know you can,'cause you're an ICE-T fan No sell-outs here,my man Radio....[fade out]
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