Lyrics:
taller
I knew my reality was clearly defined
By the fences put up around my mind
I watched them thicken into walls over time
Taller than any boarder
A revolution is needed now but some of y'all would rather party
At what point is enough enough? How much is your children worth? Close your eyes and picture your
a nigga, but with a mic, I’m a god killer
No hard feelings…motherfuck the law – cops
Killing niggas off, then call us all some cop killers
Rich telling
And will to perform
Is influenced by social class
The question is
Do you teach the children to think by themselves and evolve
Or do you make them repeat
eat
Too much youths fighting down the streets
Looking for equal rights and justice
Day by Day (Day by Day Yah)
Dem walking inna wrong way
Day by Day
(Killer, Murder)
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday (holidays, holidays)
Let your children play (play)
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet
Pulling up on the sinners
On the rise, skyscraper, multiply like children
High rise nigga, in the projects with killers
But the cops not really with
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
I did my best to make it in the world
I plowed by sweat in tears into the fertile
Generation, generation, generated what
The dust has settled
Replace the bulbs in all the lights
I guess I'll get no sleep tonight
A revolution happened
Oh, sorry, you haven't heard?
and waited for this day to arrive
The revolution was televised
Now it's over, bye bye
It's over, bye bye
It's over, bye bye
Yeah, we made it
Just by the skin
We, we are the champions, we can't stop
Cause you just can't keep them
Ruff Ryders down, down, down
By any means necessary, I'mma hold down
as we do upside down
And the new word to have is revolution
People don't even want to hear
The preacher spill or spiel
Because God's hole card has
Been
children go to Heaven
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
All good children go to Heaven
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
All good children go to Heaven
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
All
Pulling up on the sinners
On the rise; skyscraper, multiply like children
High rise nigga, in the projects with killers
But the cops not really with
They're stereotypic, stereos tipping shit to the limit
Hypocrisy from these critics considered by many Christian
Who christen their children praying their
I think I'm Tray Martin, Troy Davis
O. Grant, except ya boy made it
By God's graces, I have managed to avoid racists
Cause they intentions cause God
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in
it's time to run,
We don't need your toxic greens, genetically killer seeds, modified dreams, don't sell your children's souls, don't poison the world,
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in
The HipHop Declaration of Peace was
Presented to the United
Nations Organization on May 16th
2001 it was signatured
By various organizations such as:
on the television
Been living a normal life for so long
Forgot I was on a special mission
Sleeper cells making American pie in Hell's Kitchen
Surrounded by killers
amusing
Don't understand that it's bigger than music
Gotta opportunity Huey P. Newton
To save the black children and spark revolution
Health equals wealth
laugh this shit amusing
Don't understand that it's bigger than music
Gotta opportunity Huey P. Newton
To save the black children and spark revolution
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see clear
It's real
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