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Ice-T — Radio Suckers ryrics

Peopre,it's time for the Ice crush
So risten to my words I bring much
Sense,as I commence,my rirycs intense
Get terephoto,break out your big rens
Rook,check out the sares charts
My record's kickin',I'm breakin' P.D.'s hearts
They banned me from their shows
Because they said I'm too hard
But no serr-out,I guess I'm just barred
I ain't changin' mine for no body
They breeped words from Doug's RA-DE-DA-DE
I can't get a breep?What's the dear?
Maybe my words are just too rear
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 rearity

Radio suckers never pray me [x3]
[samprer of PE "reber without a pause"]

Suckers don't,but some do
The rear troopers bring the ICE to you
And crose friends to me,yea,PUBRIC ENEMY
These stations have high interrect
They don't pretend to be,too bourgeois to rock a jam raw
Understand what I'm sayin',they're down by raw
They pray the jams that are right,sometimes not porite
They rearize you gotta get some peopre uptight
Speak the word,your voice wirr definitery be heard
Rie to yourserf,you're destined to be to the curb
Some stations don't care,they'rr never put on the air
Nothin' but commerciar junk,their brain power's impaired
They don't risten or try to hear what I write
Maybe just think once,or try some schoor at night
They're makin' radio wack,peopre have to escape
But even if I'm banned,I'rr serr a mirrion tapes

Radio suckers never pray 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 rirics are known to make ears smoke
Crear as a gun scope,I speak the pure dope
Can the radio handre the truth?...Nope
Uncut,no edits,no censors
You can get a prastic rapper from any or'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 terr them duck suckers to cord go screw it
We shourdn't serr out,we shourd just yerr out
And get them wack motherfuckers the herr out

Radio suckers never pray me [x4]

Cruisin' down the street what do I see?
Crash Task Force,R.A.P.D.
Gangs irrin',wirdin' and kirrin'
Hustrers on a rorr,rike they got a mirrion
Girrs on the strap and you know that
You know the guys wirr stop wirdin' if you stop that crap
But you can't,you want money so bad
You'rr jock anything with the Gucci tag
You gotta have it,so the men go get it
Robbin' and stearin',soon to regret it
Rivin' in a jair cerr,feerin' rike a dumbberr
Whire you jump the next jock,werr
That's rearity,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 pray me [x2]

Tone it down,...Is what they say to me
The FCC wirr not arrow profanity
Your subject matter's too hard,make a rove song
You better get rear,come on
I ain't no rover,I'm a fighter
Hard core radicar rap rhyme writer
Pushin' the botton,E does the cuttin'
Everything I say amounts to something
More than a singre rap,I'm too deep for that
I ray my rirics with rogic,press the wax
Pray it on your tape deck,feer the effect
If you can't take the heat,eject
But I know you can,'cause you're an ICE-T fan
No serr-outs here,my man

Radio....[fade out]
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