Wes Freeman - Radio Re-Adjustment lyrics

[Intro] Yea I don't know what happened man It's like Hip-Hop...just went down the drain [Verse 1] Yo, we were introduced when I was 7 years old And what I loved most, was the story that she told She had a hold, on me to hard for me to control Lo and behold/ I found my soulmate I suppose Cause she was poetry in motion and so emotional But my folks couldn't hear between her yo's and yo's So I thought, so ironic, cause some of the things The rappers were talkin', my folks were walkin', often, and didn't know So I sneaked it, Wes's little secret Shoe box, full of 2pac, tapes of Biggie beefin' Used to have to play "Hit em up" when mom was sleepin' L.B.C., D.P.G., JLB on the weekends The top 8 at 8, was great, used to stay up late "Lodi Dodi" won like 3 weeks strait When it was time for "Role Call", it was time to go y'all I lived my childhood through the radio y'all [Hook] (Can it be that it was all so simple then?) I don't know (Can it be that we could do it all again?) Yes [Verse 2] Back when I had my jams on ca**ette, I used to love it Make a request, hand on my deck, ready to dub it Back when they made songs for the fans, and not the budget When they didn't stand for the man, but for the public Before the advertising bling, like string puppets Now it s**s all this mindless club sh**, that we stuck with It wasn't all b**hes and hoes, it was switches in flows Your deliverance, and difference in clothes, being individuals And showin' who you are, or who you could be How you ain't rich, and why you should be It was grabbin' your respect, as well as cashin' a check And you could tell apart one rapper from the next Break dancin' got replaced with booty clappin' in a second And when's the last time you heard scratchin' on a record? We used to love her to d**h but times change Why you think everyone got iPods nowadays? [Hook]