the cafes where we eat From the lips of common man Burns a passion like the sun This is the sound of revolution [Chorus:] Revolution What we need is a... Revolution
To the cafes where we eat From the lips of common man Burns a passion like the sun This is the sound of revolution [Chorus:] Revolution What we need is a... Revolution
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme [echo] Introduce a drug called crack To us ghetto teens [echo] Got a law for raw niggas now Playa what
stop me Who, Who, Who, Who can stop me now You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, Who, Who, Who can stop me now Ladies and gentlemen Right now I'm
We lay down and wept and wept for Thee Zion We remember we remember we remember Thee Zion [Verse 1] We?ve unraveled the Bible code, the rifle explodes
territories from our hands Anger throwing down the victims to the ground Cold blood younger soldiers weeping with no sound Revolution striking down right now
the new word to have is revolution. People don't even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued. And America is now
word to have is revolution. People don't even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued. And America is now
with an iron-jaw bone I?m no Al Capone or Corelone But I?ve been known to put a hit out on the microphone Fuck your time zone, fuck your area code I?
cynical smiles and barcodes Homes are only shelters, only shelves of a man Remote is where the heart is, the heart is gettin' bent Yo, we can start right now
Promoe, Prime-time check it Don't hate the media, become the media They already know we are so why no't get louder and louder and louder. Prisoner code
life that is known CHORUS: Now what once was the night I can't seem to recognize Stars fallen from your eyes That once shone so bright I thought I could fight But now
mission Now the, whole entire world's Gotta try to come up with a quick decision They claim we threats to society And now they callin' on the government
lean on KRS-One Like a wall cause I'm hard, I represent GOD Wack MC's have only one style gun buck But when you say, "Let's buck for revolution" They
And now were hiding in towers Cracking security codes Jilted hearts to build jilted lovers And we are skyscrapers and its considered entrapment and
stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? You, you, you, you can't stop me Who, who, who, who can stop me now? Ladies and gentlemen Right now I'm
of clips like the moon blocking the sun my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch and now
a slave, the coke fields have to be ready The spirit of my people is starving, broken and sweaty Dreaming about revolution (REVOLUTION!) looking at my
