DR. AMA - The Wake Up Show lyrics

rate me

Wake up, They looking for Hip and Hop to break up

And there's so many ways for me and you to get our cake up

Shake up the industry, Power to the people

Equal partnership, Yeah, That's what interests me

Incidentally you can't control what's pop'n in the hood

Stop the violence, Never saw you stopping in the hood

Break the silence, Cops be copping in the hood

Lawyers, Doctors, Copping in the hood, (Yeah)

They saw product is proper in the hood

Even criminal court judge's smock'n up the goods

Got the nerve to judge me, You's a hypocrite

Feeling guilty so you find me guilty, Hip to your shit

Sick the D's on us like you really give a fuck

You wanna cut, Untaxed though, We don't give a buck

Get these nuts, I'm a still stay tree'd up

Hitting these smuts on the block till I C-G's us

Don't be fooled by the, Radio

Yo it's The Wake Up Show, A real dose of reality

It's syndicated too, Them other folks gone be mad at me

Cause they the pretenders that keep lies woven

Pull the wool over your eyes closing, Got your guys dozing

Got ya counting the wolf in sheep's clothing till you go to sleep

Brain washed by radio controlled freaks, It's like

Like what they like, Force fed, Your throat red

Swallowing the whole jam, Directed and programmed

It's like the dope man just keep feeding you garbage

After a while you fiending for garbage

And forgot like you just dreaming of hard shit

Keeping you starving, Don't even remember, (What)

Lost in their scheme'n agenda, Pathetic

Got you locked in like a three-pete offender

No rights, No votes, Forced to read and heed old quotes

You keep reciting that same rap dude, But that dude's rap food

Rhymes is reckless, Rise and shine it's time for breakfast, Wake Up

Don't be fooled by the, Radio

Hey Mr. D.J., Put that on replay

Take time, Listen close to what he and she say

Keep it real with us, Fuck what the F.C.C. say

Be wise selector, Go to Hell program director

Force feed use the lame shit, How lame can this game get

Some artists seem brainless, Should I remain nameless

The claim is this one's the best, The radio play'n him

Face to face, Face the facts, Doc A.M.A. slay'n em

I see the gay in em, Hip Hop decay in em

You spin it everyday, Got the fans obey'n em

That's word to me, You do it purposely

What could your purpose be, The crime

Slime get to shine the prime time play

I'm inclined to pull the thing, Let the nine spray

Evil thoughts, Should I do what my mind say

Or fall back and continue to let the blind stray

Don't be fooled by the, Radio