Crank up yo speakas 



To all my niggaz 

Every hustlin nigga 

Strugglin niggaz 

Revolutionary niggaz 

Gangbangin niggaz 

Chain gangin niggaz 

To ya freaky sick 



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 niggaz holdin for the radio 



[Chorus:] 

Turn off the radio 

Turn off that bull shit 

[repeat x3] 



[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 bit 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 freq 



[Chorus] 



[telephone rings] 

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 recievers 

We bangin off the meter 



Crank up yo speakers 

Yo woofas and yo tweeters 

Turn up yo recievers 

We bangin fo the people 

[repeat] 



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 

[repeat] 



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