Dead Prez

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  • Dead Prez Turn off the Radio Lyrics

           

    Woohoohoohoohoohoo...

    Crank up yo' speakers!



    [Stic.]

    To all my (niggaz)

    Every hustlin (nigga)

    Strugglin (niggaz)

    Revolutionary (niggaz)

    Gang-bangin (niggaz)

    Chain-gangin (niggaz)

    Tune yo' frequency...



    I refuse to be a stereotype in ya box

    Never wanna 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 - R.B.G.'d up in some gangsta chucks

    Throw ya fist up homie if ya know what's up

    All my comrades puttin in soldier work

    We rollin dirty wit it, fully dedicated

    So real that the radio'll never play it

    But that's cool, the enemy supposed to hate it

    Freedom ain't gon' come til we regulate 'em

    That's why I'm in the dojo, not just for the video

    Really though, we really got beef with the po-po (woop-woop)

    Never know when they gon' put you in a chokehold

    This is for you new niggaz, holdin for the radio



    [Chorus]

    Turn off the radio!

    Turn off that bullshit! (freak-freak y'all)

    Turn off the radio!

    Turn off that bullshit! (freak-freak y'all)

    Turn off the radio!

    Turn off that bullshit! (freak-freak y'all)

    Turn off the radio!



    *phone rings*

    [M-1] People's Radio

    [Stic.] Yo hang up, that's the police



    [M-1]

    What's on the radio, propoganda, mind control

    And turnin it on is like puttin on a blindfold

    Cuz when you bringin the real you don't get ro-tation

    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 dancin

    And yo it might sound good when you spittin your rap

    But in reality, don't nobody live like that

    You wanna know what kinda nigga I am?

    Lemme 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, cuz you could be a radio freak (freak-freak y'all)



    [Chorus]

    Turn off the radio!

    Turn off that bullshit! (freak-freak y'all)

    Turn off the radio!

    Turn off that bullshit! (freak-freak y'all)

    Turn off the radio!



    [Stic.] People's Radio, you on the air

    [caller] I got a phat chain, I got a phat whip

    [caller] I got a... *hang-up*

    [Stic.] Nigga get off that bullshit!



    [*high-pitched voice*]

    Crank up your speakers, your woofers and your tweakers

    Turn up your receivers, we bangin off the meter

    Crank up your speakers, your woofers and your tweakers

    Turn up your receivers, we bangin off the meterCrank up your speakers, your woofers and your tweakers

    Turn up your receivers, we bangin off the meter



    [Stic.] - 2X

    Freak-freak y'all, to the beat y'all

    DP's dawg, we got the heat dawg

    People's Radio, on ya stereo

    For the ghettos, and the barrio



    [*high-pitched voice*]

    Crank up your speakers, your woofers and your tweakers

    Turn up your receivers, we bangin off the meter

    Crank up your speakers, your woofers and your tweakers

    Turn up your receivers, we bangin off the meter

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