Bomb Squad - Turn Off the Radio lyrics

[Intro] A message to the Oreo cookie: No matter how much you wanna switch Here's what they think about you [Sample] “You gold teeth, gold chain wearing, fried chicken and biscuit eating monkey, ape, baboon, big thigh, fast running, high jumping, spear chucking, three-hundred-and-sixty-degree basketball dunking, titsun, spade, Moulan Yan. go the f** back to Africa. go the f** back to Africa. go the f** back to Africa.” [Interlude] Think about it, f**in' sellout Here we go one stacy 103.787 and we're listening to… We won't be listening to, uh. Ice Cube, Amerikkka's Most Wanted Because that's bullsh** get that sh** outta here Straight R&B, straight R&B, straight R&B Where the motherf**ing plug at? I'm about to disconnect his a** Turn off that motherf**ing radio [Verse 1] Turn on the radio take a listen What you're missing Personally I'm sick of the a**-kissing What I'm kicking to you won't get rotation Nowhere in the nation Program directors and DJ's ignored me Cause I simply said f** Top Forty And top thirty top twenty and top ten Until you put more hip-hop in Then I might grin but don't pretend that you're down with the C And go and dis me in a magazine How could you figure the brother could dig ya DJ face down in the river No it's not a threat but a promise I'm as Crazy as they come see Mama didn't love me All I got is my nine And to calm the savage beast here's the Alpine [Interlude] [Turn off that bullsh**! Turn off that motherf**ing radio! Turn off that bullsh**! Turn off that motherf**ing radio! Turn off that bullsh**! Play the music motherf**er put the music on Damn!] [Verse 2] Tune in to the radio listen for a minute Yo G stick a f**ing tape in it Cause all the radio do is gangle That R&B love triangle If you're out there kicking it with the brothers You don't care about lovers You wanna hear a young n***a on the mic Going buck wild Throwing and flowing and showing new styles That's where I'm coming from Reality that's what they're running from So if you're down with Ice Cube let me know that you know Yo turn off the radio [Interlude] You know what? You know what? Basically those black guys and those rap guys They don't know what the f** they're doing I hate those f**ers I hate em Especially that one guy The AmeriKKKa's most wanted Ice Cube--I hate that f**er Get him off the air, get him off, get him off Get that rap sh** out of here!] [Just get me a gat so I can smoke this motherf**er!] [Outro] Hello? Hi, this is D.E.L Hey, I'm calling from 3838 Twin Oaks Way Yeah, I just wanted to call to say f** the radio!