Radio Freq Lyrics - Dead Prez

Crank up your speakers 

To all my niggaz 

Every hustlin', niggaz 

Strugglin', niggaz 

Revolutionary, niggaz 

Gangbangin', niggaz 

Chain gangin', niggaz 

To your freaky sick 

I refuse to be a stereotype in your 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 

RBG'd up in some gangsta chucks 

Throw your fist up homie if you know what's up 

All my comrades puttin' in soldier work 

We rollin' dirty with 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 niggaz holdin' for the radio 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

Turn off the radio 

People's radio 

Yo hang on, 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 you spittin' your rap 

But in reality don't nobody live like that 

You wanna know what kind of nigga I am 

Let me tell you 'bout the nigga I'm not 

I don't fuck with the cops 

Platinum don't me 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 freak 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

Turn off the radio 

People's radio 

I gotta fat chain, I gotta fat whip, I gotta fat 

Nigga get off that bull shit 

Crank up your speakers 

Your woofers and your tweeters 

Turn up your recievers 

We bangin' off the meter 

Crank up your speakers 

Your woofers and your tweeters 

Turn up your recievers 

We bangin' for the people 

Crank up your speakers 

Your woofers and your tweeters 

Turn up your recievers 

We bangin' off the meter 

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 

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 your speakers 

Your woofers and your tweeters 

Turn up your recievers 

We bangin' for the people 

Y'all gonna get black-balled 

Nigga what? Nigga get these black balls 

In your mouf