RBG for life, TURN OFF THE RADIO! The revolution won't be televised, TURN OFF THAT BULLSHIT! We be DP RBG for life, TURN OFF THE RADIO! One thing bout
[stic.man & m1] [talking] [m1:] ugh, know what I mean? [stic.man:] I can't believe these niggas [m1:] gon' flip they scurve, these niggas, what? [stic
[woman singing] [stic.man] Beatnuts, dead prez [woman] What I wanna sayyy [stic.man and/or m1] Everytime I look around, I see So much drama goin down
[M-1: over "Whoa!" beat] the cops stop you just cause you black THAT'S WAR run your prints through the system THAT'S WAR when they call my hood a drug
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
-lism. I can unpack the prisons, and turn religion back to we livin' I can stop the bloods from pillin' caps and the crypts from pillin' back and get yo' cousin off
up in this bitch my nigga maintain, nimrod my nigga percent, abu my brother troy locked up huey newton rest in peace south rowley, california brooklyn, dean street dead prez