WAOK, News & Talk 1380, is an urbantalk radio station that serves the Atlanta, Georgia market. WAOK operates on 1380kilohertz with 25,000 watts of power during the daytime and with 4,200 watts of power with a directional signal at night from a transmitter in West Atlanta, and broadcasts from its studios at Colony Square in Midtown Atlanta. WAOK is Georgia's fifth-oldest continuously licensed AM broadcast station.
History
WAOK went on the air (with brand new call letters) on March 15, 1954, adopting a Rhythm and Blues and urban contemporary gospel music format. Featured performers included legendary R&B disc jockey Zenas "Daddy" Sears and local musician Piano Red, as well as early shock jock Alley Pat Patrick and singer Zilla Mays, the "Dream Girl", who broadcast sultry talk and soft music in the early-morning hours.
The studios were moved from 201 Henry Grady Building to a new facility at 70 Houston Street NE.
WAOK was acquired by The Atlanta OK Broadcasting Company (Stan Raymond, Zenas Sears, and Dorothy Lester each one third owners) in January 1956. (The AOK designation preceded the popular astronautslang expression A-OK by many years.)
Uh, yeah y'know, shit is wild he, heh Can't complain though I'm alive Healthy and all a that knahmsayin? Just tryin' to do my thang, praise to all Bust it that nigga Slick Rick said, I waited long time sweatin' it I got jerked but now I'm gettin' it, hazy like asthma bizarre disaster Stress almost held me down from bein' a master The faster preacher, poet, a teacher, it's been so long like Monifah Believe that I'm needed, in rappin', I breathe this Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this Oscar award winning your shit, I'm bored with it Stop copy-catting son (Why?) 'Cause your dog did it Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle Ten years later you be bitin' my single Primo, take it downtown, swing it Intervenin' on the board, sensimil steamin', yeah Catch the vibe like a tribal dance In the clubs on the low with the boy stance Money rubbin' with a shorty got bumped by a chump Tell him, step off, I'm doin' the hump, yeah I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way you bound to get dropped Some wish that I was gone 'cause they know I'ma win In a minute, I'll be makin' six G's times ten I'm the computer, printin' out data take notes Then analyze the information and press send Freaky like porno, Ron Jeremy saw no Obstacle or pussy to stop him from bonin' a hoe Me and the mic double trouble Chicks look at us like twins, all lovable and huggable Prognosis, on the, mic I choke out Had the same effects from coughin', blowin' smoke out Architect, rap technician, man listen It's no doubt you gonna pump this in your system My skills ill and all of that above Confidence, I'm not worried 'bout a street buzz I'm O.C., who you? I never heard of ya Get out my face 'fore I turn into a motherfuckin' murderer I want the green like indo, a mansion, a car A wife who's never been a bimbo Too much to ask, well, to me that's simple Wanna retire on a yacht called the S. S. Minnow I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped Top choice, this here nigga got poise Ain't a man alive who could stop my noise I snatch a star from the sky, spark up your lye You stand astounded wonderin' how I did it Now you're star struck, like I truck gold Treatin' me like a nigga havin' a million records sold Now a star child, phenomenon like the X-Files Rappers know I'm comin' so they go in exile Czar in this rap shit, comin' on your mattress Microphone fiend, I make beats do back flips Fear me like genocide, serious How I do it through your stereo, mysterious O.C. do demolition, nil competition Like robot Kong on a destroy mission A matter of life and death you try to fight for breath I snatch your heart from a slice through your chest Who the best from New York to Bogota? Who got face thinkin' they scare me with a scar, shit? What I be bringin' is a terrible sight A performance never again performed on the mic I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped I say it's my world and I won't stop And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
Atlanta Journal
03 Feb 2024
Atlanta Journal
03 Feb 2024