WNTR is a commercial radio station located in Indianapolis, Indiana, broadcasting on 107.9 FM. WNTR airs a AC format under ownership of Entercom. Its studios are located on Meridian Street in Indy's northside, and its transmitter tower is on the northwest side.
Indiana Broadcasting Company was granted a Construction Permit to build WISH-FM on July 21, 1960. The radio station, today known as WNTR, first went on the air on October 22, 1961 as WISH-FM, a sister station to WISH (1310 AM) and WISH-TV (Channel 8). In November 1963, both of the radio stations were sold to Don Burden's Star Stations of Indiana and became WIFE and WIFE-FM. Lucky 13 WIFE was a Top 40 dynasty into the 1970s, while the FM operation was an automated beautiful music station. However, Burden ran afoul of the FCC and his stations had their operating licenses revoked in May 1976, forcing a sale. The new ownership maintained the stations for several years during a time when AM was continuing to rapidly lose market share to FM. WIFE-FM was ordered off the air, and signed off on September 2, 1976. The frequency would remain vacant until granted to Peoples Broadcasting Corporation on May 10, 1982.
I rap for all thug cliques bloods and crips
Niggas who hate the cameras and loving the chips
Caught in solitude old timers taught me how to move
Fort apache Queensbridge corner athlete
At 6-1 170 plus
Hennyed up walk around like I could never be touched
The whole clique be heavily truck
Peep the style though
Tricking house notes and whips on these foul hoes
Wild as Alpo crack crusade rap bu-ffets
A rare site like blacks in toupees
Keep the Rollie shinin' true players know the science
And those that's behind me be the Giants
While y'all are Jets
Last place niggas minor threats
Stay on the move till it's time to rest
Aint it bugged?
So take it back to the time Rickle's with Doug
I used to fiend to hear my shit in the club
Torchin it for the less fortunate y'all need to watch me
Bitches start to swarm like the paparazzi
Pussy and money it made me cocky
Celebrity getting no sleep
Drinking heavily and live the life some will never see
I got a fist full of dollars (and you talking that shit)
Rich rap scholar (and you talking that shit)
We plan to live forever (don't be talking that shit)
You better get your shit together (stop talking that shit)
It's the top of the division (still talking that shit)
Knock'em out position ('cause we talking that shit)
Anything can happen (so don't be talking that shit)
Now watch me go platinum (just for talking that shit)
1'S for the money 2's for the weed spot
Undercover cops follow me though they need not
It's like I'm Rick James
Caught in the mix rockin' thick chains
From hood to hood aint shit changed
Supplying hits
The type of cat hoes eye and dip
Tricking the same loot that some'll try and flip
Why attempt to go against the livest clique?
Firm knowing you'll burn soon as the fire's lit
And by the time it sets in I'll be a veteran
Aiming for the waistline hit you at the midsection
Trick questions for game shows
Call me arrogant too thugged out who do you blame though
Payroll the whole clique salute the rich
Moving out of the hood kids play where we used to piss
Niggaas is humorous it's Nature who this?
Claiming desperado aim shoot and they miss
But the fact is I'm giving back to the bridge
From the athletes to the hoes and blow trafficers
I'll do anything to be the man
From competing with fam
Hold guns squeeze with either hand
It's like I'm ambidexterous somehow stress this
Talking about blowing knowing the family's restless
How many ways can you correct this?
So with that I exit I guees it's up to the experts
I got a fist full of dollars (and you talking that shit)
Rich rap scholar (and you talking that shit)
We plan to live forever (don't be talking that shit)
You better get your shit together (stop talking that shit)
It's the top of the division (still talking that shit)
Knock'em out position ('cause we talking that shit)
Anything can happen (so don't be talking that shit)