The Radio's Shook there Scared to
take a look at new talent, I guess Now a days
It's all about payola, Dj's getting paid to work like a slave

This game done turned there interest
To pop fame, we don't drop names
We entertain for the culture from Russia to Nova scotia

I've done told ya I'm America's Product
Cut the gossip, I'm Robert I don't need no bloggers


My life is a movie I know that God is watching,
My City Doubted me like coach Tom Coughlin
Paul Bearer Please open up the Coffin,

King pen of the streets I'm in every body's Walkman
Laptops, Ipods I'm What the worlds talking about
Flows and Delivery, Hood to hood Feel Me .....

I got something For the radio, like Biz Markie
But the Fcc, wont even spin my songs for free


The Illuminati, wants my body cause I'm connected to heaven
and Angela Yee, why you want respond to my messages ?
It's evident , i'm Methodist I was birthed and blessed

A specialist to hip hop, Rock n Rollin like kid Rock
I been hot, so respect The brand and the name!
And what is this ? Funk Flex arguing with charlamagne,

well buckle up, Cuz Jerz Ain't have a hit since Pump It up,

22 Counties Locked Down In the first 6 months

Open your trunks My Cd is straight for the streets
I don't need the press I just let the music speak
I had a dream I went Platinum, In Germany

Can't forget the fans in Albany So America Please learn
To love your own Because I'm taking over
the waves like Howard Stern ......