Dead prez - Radio Freq lyrics
[Dead prez - Radio Freq lyrics]
Crank up yo speakas
To all my niggas every hustlin nigga
Strugglin niggas revolutionary niggas
Gangbangin niggas chain gangin niggas
To ya frequency
I refuse to be a stereotype in your box
Never want to try to be somethin I'm not
I'm just a nigga from the block
If you got it twist it stay blowin on green
If you got it twist it on up
DP's givin a fuck
RBG'd up in some gangsta chucks
Throw yo fist up homie if you know what's up
All my comrades puttin in soldier work
We rollin dirty wit it fully dedicated
So real that the radio will never play it
But that's cool
The enemies supposed to hate it
Freedom ain't gonna come till we regulate it
That's why I'm in the dojo
Not just for the video
Really do, we really got beef with the popo
Never know when they gonna put
You in a choke hold
This is for you new niggas
Holdin for the radio
Turn off the radio turn off that bull shit
(telephone rings) people's Radio
Yo hang up, that's police
What's on the radio? Propaganda, mind control
And turnin it on is like
Puttin on a blind fold
Cause when you bringin it real
You don't get rotation
Unless you take over the station
And yeah I know it's part of they plans
To make us think it's all
About party and dance
And yo it might sound good
When yo spittin you rap
But in reality don't nobody live like that
You wanna know what kinda nigga I am
Let me tell you 'bout the nigga I'm not
I don't fuck with the cops
Platinum don't mean that it gotta be hot
I ain't gotta love it even if
They play it a lot
You can hear it when you walk the streets
How many people they reach
How they use music to teach
A radio program ain't a figure of speech
Don't sleep, cause you could be a radio freq
People's Radio
I gotta fat chain, I gotta fat whip, I gotta
Nigga get off that bull shit!
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo receivers we bangin off the meter
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin fo the people
Freak freak y'all, to the beat y'all
DP's dog, we gotta eat dog
People's Radio, on the stereo
For the ghettos and the barrios
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin off the meter
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin fo the people
Y'all gonna get black balled
Nigga what? Nigga get these black
Balls in yo mouf
To all my niggas every hustlin nigga
Strugglin niggas revolutionary niggas
Gangbangin niggas chain gangin niggas
To ya frequency
I refuse to be a stereotype in your box
Never want to try to be somethin I'm not
I'm just a nigga from the block
If you got it twist it stay blowin on green
If you got it twist it on up
DP's givin a fuck
RBG'd up in some gangsta chucks
Throw yo fist up homie if you know what's up
All my comrades puttin in soldier work
We rollin dirty wit it fully dedicated
So real that the radio will never play it
But that's cool
The enemies supposed to hate it
Freedom ain't gonna come till we regulate it
That's why I'm in the dojo
Not just for the video
Really do, we really got beef with the popo
Never know when they gonna put
You in a choke hold
This is for you new niggas
Holdin for the radio
Turn off the radio turn off that bull shit
(telephone rings) people's Radio
Yo hang up, that's police
What's on the radio? Propaganda, mind control
And turnin it on is like
Puttin on a blind fold
Cause when you bringin it real
You don't get rotation
Unless you take over the station
And yeah I know it's part of they plans
To make us think it's all
About party and dance
And yo it might sound good
When yo spittin you rap
But in reality don't nobody live like that
You wanna know what kinda nigga I am
Let me tell you 'bout the nigga I'm not
I don't fuck with the cops
Platinum don't mean that it gotta be hot
I ain't gotta love it even if
They play it a lot
You can hear it when you walk the streets
How many people they reach
How they use music to teach
A radio program ain't a figure of speech
Don't sleep, cause you could be a radio freq
People's Radio
I gotta fat chain, I gotta fat whip, I gotta
Nigga get off that bull shit!
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo receivers we bangin off the meter
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin fo the people
Freak freak y'all, to the beat y'all
DP's dog, we gotta eat dog
People's Radio, on the stereo
For the ghettos and the barrios
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin off the meter
Crank up yo speakers
Yo woofas and yo tweeters
Turn up yo recievers we bangin fo the people
Y'all gonna get black balled
Nigga what? Nigga get these black
Balls in yo mouf