Turn on the radio take a listen. What you're missing. Personally I'm sick of the ass-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 fuck 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. <Turn off that bullshit!. Turn off that motherfucking radio!. Turn off that bullshit!. Turn off that motherfucking radio!. Turn off that bullshit!. Play the music motherfucker put the music on. Damn!>. Tune in to the radio listen for a minute. Yo G stick a fucking 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 nigga 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. <You know what? You know what?. Basically those black guys and those rap guys. They don't know what the fuck they're doing. I hate those fuckers. I hate em. Especially that one guy. The AmeriKKKa's most wanted. Ice Cube--I hate that fucker. Get him off the air get him off get him off. Get that rap shit out of here!>.