Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How To Kill A Radio Consultant, artist - Public Enemy. Date of issue: 30.09.1991
Song language: English
How To Kill A Radio Consultant |
| Pusher of the button talkin' loud ain’t sayin' nuttin' |
| The mack of the format gettin' fat ain’t funny |
| 'Cause my neighborhood is flowin' money |
| Thank God for the boulevard they keep the motor runnin' |
| The rap shows coincide wit' the tape flow |
| A bootleggers go inside and record the record low |
| They get me get this now can you freestyle |
| Freestyle no styles free except the radio |
| But the radio controlled by the sucker move |
| Who moved away got away after plannin' a getaway |
| An' now he wanna play what he wanna play |
| An' got say on what is bumpin' of course he’s gettin' somethin' |
| Never know what’s good to the neighborhood |
| Swear I never seen da sucker in my necka da woods |
| The ass 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 y’all |
| While the phone keep ringin' you hear some singer singin' |
| Why don’t they play the jammy in the daytime |
| People think it’s slammin' plus the rhyme is hot an got me tunin' |
| 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 they 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 they need is |
| Arbitration on the funky jeep too bad it’s goin' on in fact my word is bond |
| To pull a disappearin' 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 |
| Can I kick it? |
| 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 wit' some Def Jeff or Ice T |
| Show they rollin' wit' the syndicate or can they get funky |
| Wit' the underground Master Ace get a taste Bomb Squad gettin' hard |
| Marley mart makin' hipper track for Jack The Ripper |
| Pumpin' Eric B or Papa San still rollin' wit' 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 |
| Do I hesitate I say we do I’m till it’s done |