A-yo ice, man. i'm working on term paper for college. what's the First
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Freedom of speech, that's some bullshit You say the wrong thing, they'll your ass up quick The fcc "profanity - no airplay"? can suck my dick while i take a shit all day Think i give a fuck some silly bitch named gore? Yo pmrc, we go, raw Yo tip, what's the matter? you ain't gettin' no You're bitchin' about rock'n'roll, that's censorship, bitch The constitution we all got a right to speak Say what we want tip, your argument is Censor records, tv, school too And who decides what's right to you? Hey pmrc, you stupid assholes The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell you see, you alcoholic idiots The you try to suppress us, the larger we get
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[you have the right to remain that right! i want the right to talk I want the right to speak, i want the right to Where i wanna, and i'm gonna and rebel every time i'm on a Microphone on the stage illin' The knowledge i drop be heard by millions We ain't the problems, we ain't the It's the deprivin' the truth from our children You can't hide the fact, There's violence in the every day, any fool can recognise that But you try to lie and lie And say america's motherfuckin' apple pie Yo, you gotta be high to that gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve Cos you take away my right to speak in the world's up shit creek
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Let me tell you about south a motherfucker might as well not even have a mouth Columbus, georgia, said they'd me up
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If i got on the stage in my and said "fuck" So i thought for a minute and "no, I wasn't gonna do a damned show" Cos for me to change my from my rhymes Is never gonna happen cos there's no sell on mine But i vowed to get those one day They even bobby brown and cool j Yo, they got comin', cos i'm mad and i'm gunnin' Homeboys, and no runnin' I'm gonna tell you how i about you No bull, no lies, no slack, just straight Columbus, georgia, you can my dick You ain't but a piece of fuckin' shit on the damned map
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Freedom of speech, let 'em it from me Next they'll take it from you, then you gonna do? Let 'em censor books, let 'em art Pmrc, this is where the witch hunt You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we The books burn You better it out We should be to say anything, our lungs were meant to shout Say what we feel, out what's real though it may not bring mass appeal Your opinion is yours, my opinion is If you don't like what i'm sayin'? But close it, always keep an open mind A man who to listen is blind We only got one right in the world today Let me have it or throw the away
(jello biafra)
What they're trying to do with radio, with this, uh, Act and a lot of ways, is start by saying that they're Protecting the from wicked rock bands, or girlie magazines, or Whatever. but, if you the chain of dominoes that falls down, What they're really to do is shut off our access to information Itself.
If they can't do it by law they there's other ways to do it.