Rebel Radio lyrics

by

Crooked I


[Intro]
They call me a radical thinker
I call me a real n*gga
Yeah
You know
So many of these racist police wanna see me in jail
Either that or in a grave
But f*ck that
Yeah
n*gga, I ain't no racist
I love America
I just hate so many of you muthaf*ckin' Americans
Yeah
You understand my struggle
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Follow me
Hand over your heart, join the C.O.B
Militant n*gga, f*ck a C-O-P
Follow me
I take you to where real n*ggas oughta be
They knock the door on the poor, but Crooked got a key
See, my philosophy is escapin' this poverty
Infiltrate Uncle Sam's monopoly
Follow me
Riches and b*tches, purchasin' property
Ghetto n*ggas should live properly (Yeah)
Follow me
They want us as slaves, got me in a f*ckin' rage
My words jump off the page every time I hit the stage
For homies locked in the cage, I'm about to get the gauge
When the police runnin' raids, I'm takin' all fades
Georgia pigs p*ssed in my cousins face
Now I'm in Atlanta with hammers, 'bout to catch another case
Gun up under your chin
Oh, what a f*ckin' waste
I'll send your brains to outer space
A f*ckin' nutcase
[Chorus]
Yeah
I'm sick and tired of runnin' from feds
Yeah
Racist cops want to see me dead
Yeah
Either that or locked up instead
Yeah
f*ck 'em all, I'ma get my bread
Yeah
Sick and tired of runnin' from Feds
Yeah
Racist cops want to see me dead
Yeah
Either that or locked up instead
Yeah
f*ck 'em all, I get my bread

[Verse 2]
Follow me
I walk in the front and put my life on the line
They brainwashin' your mind and it's a crime
Follow me
We should be Malcolm X and Garvey combined
We steppin' on land mines, we out of time
Follow me
I open your eyes so you can see the truth
f*ck the lies the media tries to feed the youth
Gangbangers unite, n*gga, we'll lead a truce
Father your seeds when you reproduce
Follow me
To the range, learn to aim, clean up your nina
Teach you how to get paid to push a 350 Modena
Show you when you see a politician, give 'em the finger
Look at Hurricane Katrina, my n*gga
Follow me
I'll teach you how to not collide with shots
And if you do leave the earth, put your nine to cops
You disagree to try to survive [?]
Crooked thinks outside the box, my n*gga
Follow Me
[Chorus]
Yeah
I'm sick and tired of runnin' from feds
Yeah
Racist cops want to see me dead
Yeah
Either that or locked up instead
Yeah
f*ck 'em all, I'ma get my bread
Yeah
Sick and tired of runnin' from feds
Yeah
Racist cops want to see me dead (Yeah, n*gga)
Yeah
Either that or locked up instead
Yeah
f*ck 'em all, I get my bread

[Outro]
f*ck 'em all
Yeah
The muthaf*ckers who...
Them Atlanta PD p*ssed in my cousins face, homie
Them Las Vegas police cracked my muthaf*ckin' brothers skull, homeboy
Them L.A. PD chased me down, n*gga
They tried to kill me
Think I give a f*ck about a racist ass cop, n*gga?
Hell nah!
Got me thinkin' like Ayatollah Khomeini around this b*tch!
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