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Radana
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Radana was released on July 17, 2026 by False Idols as a part of the album Different When It's Silent
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
LabelFalse Idols
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tricky
Tricky
Performer
Mitch Sanders
Mitch Sanders
Vocals
Radana
Radana
Performer
Dwaine Browne
Dwaine Browne
Vocals
Ben Hudson
Ben Hudson
Electric Guitar
Coco Inman
Coco Inman
Violin
Nina Kiba
Nina Kiba
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tricky
Tricky
Composer
Mitch Sanders
Mitch Sanders
Composer
Dwaine Browne
Dwaine Browne
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tricky
Tricky
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oi, Mitch, pass me the ting, man
Oi, Tricky, I'm gonna do this, man
[Verse 2]
Who's Radana? Me
See me clearly, boy, I play to win
Eyes open, closed or peeping man
Blindfolded, still I plunge my Nora
Till I hit my target or I've been floored
I'm prepared for the beef
And I know about the losing type
I'm out here in full, so everything gets lit up
Big talkers, didgy guys, they ain't near me, nah
Crow squadron, street people all ride with me
Come on
See, it's time for the final takeover
UK's here at the table, move over
It's took a long time, but time was perfecting
Some rappers outside now stepping up their repping, you know
It's this street life put down on plastic
Some rappers talk the truth and others are basic
But, boy, I can't front this
Real **** know me
UK thug side, your bitch probably touch me
But I don't give a fuck, I'm on my block and it's lovely
Arrogant as fuck, street-rob like a hobby
Bitch, don't snitch
When you end up in a ditch
Do real
'Cause chills come quicker than normal
When things ain't right
And mouths flap, that's trouble
Real do real and keep their mouths zipped in a rumble
You're all pedigree, and all my **** are mongrels, prick
[Verse 3]
This is for my **** on the grind
Where hard times collide with worse times
And delivers mad cases
Where **** smoke weed and the five don't like it
So they hit us with a drug charge
That's why I push on the pedal hard
I'm gone, just setting it off
Have the sirens spinning bonkers like they just seen Saddam
Listen
I'm am Radana
Hoodie up, bottoms low
And if I get my gun out, please don't think it's for show
I grind hard
Harder then them chumps representing you
Dana's on his block with the crack and the heiro too
I stay with some heroes, duke, try your luck
You'll get twist up, fucked up and murked and pissed on if necessary
Used to be about money, power, respect
Until pricks took the stand
Now it's just about money
I'm prepared to swing my metal if any **** push me
Chin up, gun out, eating papi's cookies
When **** act like broads, you can tell that they're rookies
I'm fresh off my corner
Head's harder now, Your Honour
Should of listened to Pac
It's gasoline on a fire
Me Radana
Me Radana
Written by: Dwaine Browne, Mitch Sanders, Tricky
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