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Hey Mr.Corporate radio man |
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I know its kinda hard for you to understand |
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No we don't wear some tight pants |
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No we ain't in some new wave band |
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Hey Mr.Corporate radio man |
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I know its kinda hard for you to understand |
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Why you wanna go and censor every band |
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Why you always playin out the latest fad |
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[Daddy X] |
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Why you always playin out the watered down bullshit |
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Are you trying to save your job trying to get your ducks sit |
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I ain't really hearin it the top forty pop shit |
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Same song after song fillin up the playlist |
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Listen to the radio you don't really have a choice |
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Three corporations owning every station, every voice |
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On constant rotations DJs aint breakin records |
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They ain't even playin records think about it for a second |
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Playing out the public it's the highest form of censorship |
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FCC got your nuts in a tight vice grip |
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I'm just laughin cuz I ain't tryin to play that game |
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Sub Noize underground doin things our own way |
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(Chorus) |
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[Johnny Richter] |
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Hey Mr.Radio DJ |
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Why you gotta play what they say |
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Don't you think you should play what you wanna hear not |
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who pays |
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Be a real DJ not a puppet on some strings |
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Play that underground shit that make your blood boil |
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The universal sound, the underground been all around the world |
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Kottonmouth Kings with the Suburban Noize tribe y'all |
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Make the kinda sounds so the people they can vibe y'all |
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We ain't for tick'n and tak'n just fill the stations we slackin |
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Originality lackin so many fakes out there rappin |
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Too many people followin the trends |
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Here today gone tomorrow that's just how your story ends |
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(Chorus) |
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Constantly there is trouble |
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Don't you understand how many lives are in your hands |
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Why we always in a position of struggle |
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Must fight for the underground to live on and on my friend |
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[D-Loc] |
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We got it locked down smashed down the underground be bubblin |
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And bobblin from the uncut raw dope sound from the compound |
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Hit em in the jaw keep it rough rugged and raw |
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Puttin it down for these clowns got no time to stall |
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Keep givin em what they want give the radio what they need |
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Smoke this bomb ass weed keep your soul groovin stay true |
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to yourself |
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And play the music you wanna hear and not what's on your shelf |
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(Chorus) |
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Constantly there is trouble |
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Don't you understand how many lives are in your hands |
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Why we always in a position of struggle |
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Must fight for the underground to live on and on my friend |
