Ice-T

People,its time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense,as I commence,my lirycs intense
Get telephoto,break out your big lens
Look,check out the sales charts
My records kickin,Im breakin P.D.s hearts
They banned me from their shows
Because they said Im too hard
But no sell-out,I guess Im just barred
I aint changin mine for no body
They bleeped words from Dougs LA-DE-DA-DE
I cant get a bleep?Whats the deal?
Maybe my words are just too real
Its not profanity,its just the man and me
He doesnt want you to see what I see
Doesnt want you to be what you can be
Word,censorship of reality
Radio suckers never play me [x3]
[sampler of PE "rebel without a pause"]
Suckers dont,but some do
The real troopers bring the ICE to you
And close friends to me,yea,PUBLIC ENEMY
These stations have high intellect
They dont pretend to be,too bourgeois to rock a jam raw
Understand what Im sayin,theyre down by law
They play the jams that are right,sometimes not polite
They realize you gotta get some people uptight
Speak the word,your voice will definitely be heard
Lie to yourself,youre destined to be to the curb
Some stations dont care,theyll never put on the air
Nothin but commercial junk,their brain powers impaired
They dont listen or try to hear what I write
Maybe just think once,or try some school at night
Theyre makin radio wack,people have to escape
But even if Im banned,Ill sell a million tapes
Radio suckers never play me [x3]
I made records for music,not for the money
To some of you that might sound funny
But I aint broke,and I dont joke
And my lirics are known to make ears smoke
Clear as a gun scope,I speak the pure dope
Can the radio handle the truth?...Nope
Uncut,no edits,no censors
You can get a plastic rapper from any oldispenser
A penny a yard,to make a record aint hard
But to make it mean something,thats a job
But then we do it,they refuse it
So I tell them duck suckers to cold go screw it
We shouldnt sell out,we should just yell out
And get them wack motherfuckers the hell out
Radio suckers never play me [x4]
Cruisin down the street what do I see?
Crash Task Force,L.A.P.D.
Gangs illin,wildin and killin
Hustlers on a roll,like they got a million
Girls on the strap and you know that
You know the guys will stop wildin if you stop that crap
But you cant,you want money so bad
Youll jock anything with the Gucci tag
You gotta have it,so the men go get it
Robbin and stealin,soon to regret it
Livin in a jail cell,feelin like a dumbbell
While you jump the next jock,well
Thats reality,thats what I see
Nobody says that you have to agree
Censorship that aint the way to be
I thought you said this country was free?
Radio suckers never play me [x2]
Tone it down,...Is what they say to me
The FCC will not allow profanity
Your subject matters too hard,make a love song
You better get real,come on
I aint no lover,Im a fighter
Hard core radical rap rhyme writer
Pushin the botton,E does the cuttin
Everything I say amounts to something
More than a single rap,Im too deep for that
I lay my lirics with logic,press the wax
Play it on your tape deck,feel the effect
If you cant take the heat,eject
But I know you can,cause youre an ICE-T fan
No sell-outs here,my man
Radio....[fade out]
[ Radio Suckers Lyrics ]