ICP: Radio stars

Occasionally, the overwhelming temptation to reach the pinnacle of the pop music genre will reduce the most deplorable examples of the underground music scene to change their so called artistic endeavours in an vain attempt to appeal to the public at large. Behold the metamorphosisFuck platinum, platinum just aint good enoughwe need more money, more house and cars and stuffIm sick of juggalos, I want them other hoesI want them shitty hoes, you get wit radio and videowell do whatever it takes to get some airplaywell make that bounce shit, triple our sales and paycome on shaggy follow my leadits time to change our shit up to get what we need??The pathetic attempts never cease. The moronic music onslaught continues to insult the intelligence of the savvy consumer How much more can an audience be asked to endure?didnt work, ah fuck, what happenedthey always told us we sucked at rappinwell I dont know how to play a guitarill play the skin flute be a radio starIm sick of keepin it real, and undergroundI want the sellout 10million fans radio flavor styleeven though well be played next summershow me a radio dick and ill show you a hummerJoey fell in love with a college girlshe had a back pack and a pony tailshe said her name was lisa but I do not knowshe drank cisco lemmonade and cherry jelloI can put my buddy holly glasses onI can even sing one of his faggot songsI can wear checkered pants and never smilewhatevers cool for your radio stylejoey fell in love with a college ......The boorish bumbling baboons have been baffled in their journey to the music businessEach sonnet is more ridiculous than the last. Their strides toward musical success are little more than a stumble into complete failure.that was bullshit, what the fuckyou think of somethingIm sittin here trying to write hitsyour doing nothingyou wrote the punk shit but that didnt workit flopped on its ass, at least I tried thoughall right, aint no need to be fighting with each otherwe need to start talkin about relationships and loverscan you sing, no, neither can Ito be radio stars we at least gotta tryGirl, Im gonna let you know on the radioI want to lick you from head to toegirl, your perfume, its smellin so sweetI wanna make love between the sheetsgirl, play my song, ??Im a radio man, and I know??give me one more chanceand ill make you danceChorus 5x girl, well make radio songs for radio fans we cant go wronggirl, so you fucked my boy, I dont give a fuckAfter years of endless attempts ICP received almost no radio play.Finally, the 2 dimwitted idiots decided to stay with the wicked shit for life.