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点击复制How To Kill A Radio Consultant - Public Enemy (公众之敌)
Pusher of the button
Talking loud ain't saying netting
The mack of the format getting fat
Ain't funny cause my neighborhood
Is flowing money
Thank God 4 the boulevard
They keep the motor running
The rap shows coincide with the tape flow
Bootleggers go inside and record the record low
They get me get this now can you freestyle
Freestyle no styles free except da radio
But the radio controlled by the sucker move
Who moved away got away after planning a getaway
An now he wanna play what he wanna play
An got say on what is bumping
Of course he's getting something
Never know what's good to tha neighborhood
Swear I never seen da sucker
In my necka da woods
The a** is connected to the brain stem
So I sing a simple song
So you can see the sucker in 'em
People got to make a call
To hear the yes yall yes yall
While the phone keep ringing
You hear some singer singing
Why don't dey play the jammy in the daytime
People think it's slamming plus the rhyme
Is hot an got me tuning
The afternoon is fm in the pm
Oh if that they could see I'm
Out-of-towner not down I think they'll dis him
Up goes the season pop goes the weasel
Damn gimme rap no band I want some x-clan
I know dey even got it from the giddy
Stacked in the back
Only black radio station in the city
Programmed by a sucker in a suit
Slick back hair he don't even live here
Raps the number one pick so I draft it
I don't care about all the other demographics
When the quiet storm come on I fall sleep
What dey need is arbitron on the funky jeep
Too bad it's going on in fact my word is bond
To pull a disappearing act attack until he gone
The whacker jam he play they pay I'm in da day
I don't think we gonna miss I'm we don't need I'm anyway
I kick it can
Who the hell is on the radio
Or who's behind
Do you really think they'll mind
To play the funky jams
That everybody with
Some def jef or ice t
Show they rolling with the syndicate
Or can dey get funky
With the underground
Master ace get a taste
Bomb squad getting hard
Marley mart making hipper
Trax for jack the ripper
Pumping Eric b or papa san
Still rolling with run
Did you think that ever
In fact you thought that never
Control of your soul
Is by a suit and tie
Then you wonder why why you never hear a rhyme
To I hear it's play I say we do I'm
Till it's done