Lyrics:

Hey y'all, the Crash is rockin' on your radio

Don't quit the beat quittin' stop the beat stompin'
Keep moving just keep on rocking
It's music that's meant for your mind
It'll rock you each and every time
We're on the microphones rapping
Sounds so good your hands will start clapping
And when we're finished rocking at the show
We'll be rocking on the radio

We go by the name of the mighty Crash
And we got a melody that's a sure enough smash
This here is going down with a great big splash
We're pulling all the tricks from out the stash
Reggie Reg, B-Stro, G-Man, ShuBee and
A brother by the name of EK Mike C
And don't you ever in your mind forget the Fantasy
Plus it's a whole of a lot of DJ Darryl C

We're rocking you down with a musical wave
While the rhythm makes you all become beat slaves
It makes you follow in tow to the musical flow
As we begin to rock you on the radio
Now that we've got your attention
There's something that we should mention
There's something that you all should know

Reggie Reg is rocking on the radio:
Now I received a phone call from a reliable source
But he was talking too fast and I got lost
I asked him to explain what he was talking about
My man was too excited, he began to shout
I finally figured what home boy was saying
'You'll never guess what the radio was playing'
I turned my stereo on and what do you know
Reggie Reg was rocking on your radio

B-Stro is rocking on the radio:
I have powers that are only mine
I can make a blind man walk a straight line
I've dated queens, I beat up kings
I have 20 gold chains and 5 gold rings
I stole the throne, I wore the crown
I can even bench press 300 pounds
His name is B-Stro and you can call him a pro
Because I'll be rocking on the radio

Mike C is rocking on the radio:
The well balance of my talents is a gift from God
The fine sense of thought, it shouldn't be made hard
I'm a man that's strong, that's where I belong
You're guaranteed to get dissed if you tell me I'm wrong
Your mind is crunched as I take you to lunch
With my high powered rhymes I knock you out like a punch
No time to explain because it really don't matter
I'm EK Mike C and I will serve you on a platter

G-Man is rocking on the radio:
G-Man, but other rappers can address me as lord
The rhyme is my armor the mic is my sword
In an emcee joust I've never been bested, because
The rap I'm popping goes uncontested
Like a lethal weapon the rap will maim
Set your butt on fire with the heat from the flames
So don't you get out of line
You better stay in your place, because
If you don't I'm gonna diss your face

ShuBee is rocking on the radio:
Well I'm MC ShuBee, the emcee supreme
Be rocking on the mic with the gangsta lean
Been rocking the party since I was 17
Said I walk around town in designer jeans
And I should know that's stated as a fact, and
I'm the only emcee that got it like that
Well I'm MC ShuBee and I want you all to know
He's telling his story on the radio