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Ruthless Rap Assassins
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Back again, back with a rhyme Rap Assassins, yo! Think it's time to ask Radio, radio why you hate me Always sabotagin', tryin' to underrate me Under this pressure how could we survive Rap Assassins an' we're back and we're kickin' it live Live, live, live, live Live all the way Don't forget MC K And my brother, Dangerous A Why is it that you play, that you play, that you play R & B day to day, day to day, day to day No-one minds rhythms and no-one minds blues It all depends on the ones that you choose From Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday Friday, Saturday, Sunday back round to Monday The best hip hop some will say So I decide to tune in if that's OK All I ever hear is USA What happened to the bro's from the UK I'm talkin' to you, yes, my homey DJ You run is all around like it was a relay Hip-Hop is the music that I'll never betray Hip House is for the suckers who have gone astray Who wanna hit the chart and earn a quick pay Follow them, no, I gotta find my own way May I turn off the radio - yes you may Cos we see thru the lies like it was an x-ray When you check it out, you, what's his occupation Playing bullshit on the radio station
DJ Hinds is back and it's my turn to sound off And I'm black, you might say browned off Pissed off, it's my records you've kissed off You got a list but the posse's been missed We dropped real science, but they didn't play shit They talked about shoulders and the sizes of chips 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Couldn't get no play cos our song was too black You wanna hear a house track - fuck that! Radio radio why am I dissin' you So many shows but none I wanna listen to What happened to the ragga and the hard core rap Get back with the pop crap, it makes me wanna nap Wait for us to sell out and you've got a long wait Cos when we chat the mic, we give it to you straight Turn through the dial and there ain't no escape From the pop, no hip hop, so you have to play a tape National or community, pop's what they play The same tired tunes several times a day Pure frustration, I've lost all patience I've had it up to here with the radio stations
Are we talkin' about you or are we talkin' about your crew Well more than a few I'll think I'll miss the Allen stew Cos what you're servin' us up is more cold than warm You ain't doin' nothing on your program to inform The children in the world about realities of life Keeping knowledge from a child is just like stabbin' them with a knife If I was police I'd be bound to arrest ya Lyrics so truthful they will always possess ya Never play the music that's too happy Try to sell the deal to the kids in the nappy Primary school on to a teenager Male or female, our life is in danger Yes you may say that we're trying to change ya For the best but we won't let it rest And you can change the world in the music that you play And I may help a brother with the words that I say My tuner it ain't bust, well it's just catching dust I never tune to your station, yo, outta disgust From the music that you play I could never rate ya Peace, I'm outta here, see ya, later
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