You are listening to the sounds of the RBGs, Turn Off The Radio, tune your
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frequency. This is DPz nigga, Revolutionary But Gangsta, holla back!
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop
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(Come again...break them chains, come on!)
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop
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(Break them chains, come on!)
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Who shot 2Pac? If we don't get them they gon get us all
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I'm down for runnin up on them crackas in the City Hall
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We ride for yall, all my dogs stay real
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nigga don't think these record deals gon feed your seeds and pay your bills
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because they not
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Emcees get a little bit a lovin think they hot
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Talkin bout how much money they got, nigga all your records sound the same
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I'm sick of that fake thug R&B rap scenario all day on the radio
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Same scenes in the video, monotonous material, yall don't here me though
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These record labels slang our tapes like dope
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You can be next in line and signed and still be writing rhymes and broke
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You rather have a Lexus? or justice?
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a dream or some substance?
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a Beamer a necklace or freedom?
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See a nigga like me don't playa hate, I just stay awake it's real hip hop
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and it don't stop till we get these crackers off out block! (C'mon)
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We be DP RBG for life, TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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The revolution won't be televised, TURN OFF THAT BULLSHIT!
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We be DP RBG for life, TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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One thing bout music when it hit you feel no pain
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white folks take control of your brain, I know better than that
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that's game and we ready for that
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Two soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?
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And where my army at?
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Rather attack and not react
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back to beats it don't reflect on how many records get sold
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on sex drugs and rock-n-roll
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whether your projects' put on hold
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In the real world, it's just people with ideas
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They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear
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Again the real world
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it's bigger than all these fake-ass records
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When po' folks got the millions and my sisters' disrespected
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If you "Check 1-2" my word of advise to you is just relax
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Just do what you got to do, if that don't work then kick the facts
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If you a fighter, ryder, biter, flame-ignitor, crowd-exciter, Or you wanna
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jus' get high, then just say it
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But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-crier, agent wit' a wire I'm
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gon' know it when I play it
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It's bigger than..
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop (We be DP RBG for life) TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop (the revolution won't be televised) TURN OFF THAT
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BULLSHIT!
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop (We be DP RBG for life) TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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The revolution won't be televised TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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My neck...my back...they put a noose on my neck and whips on my back!
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My neck...my back...you got a tie around your neck but they breakin your back!
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My neck...my back...they put a noose on my neck and whips on my back!
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My neck...my back...and if you got BLING on your neck you better watch your back!
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Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop..
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(nigga it's bigga then) Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop..
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(it's still bigga then)Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop..
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(nigga it's bigga then) Hip-Hop Hip-Hop Hip-Hop...TURN OFF THE RADIO!
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Word up! Eyes open fist clenched. Dare to struggle dare to win
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Goin out to all the ryders
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RBG love, that's Revolutionary But Gangsta!
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Word up! My whole team! (???), D-Don,
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Stik Daddy Dolla$, Maintain hold strong!
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Fred Hampton, Jr., we got they eyes on them
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We know they got they eyes on you, word up, everybody doin time
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Minimum, medium...maximum, super maximum security concentration camps
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All the ryders we right there with you!
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RBG LOVE! It's goin out like that!
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Everybody, push that middle finger up in the air
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to George Bush if you know what time it is!
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Yeah! Turn off the motherfuckin radio!
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Hip-Hop (Remix)
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Dead Prez |