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 3X)      (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