Lyrics:
and again
Haunted by the trust of a child
Never give in
Never give up
Little boy brave
Never lived
Never died
Appears to be
Blind Revolution Mad
fuckin' thing I do I'll
Yeah, Immortal Technique, Rassy
Nigga, I never forget nothing nigga
Fifty-one percent of the World Bank is owned by the U-S
and again
Haunted by the trust of a child
Never give in
Never give up
Little boy brave
Never lived
Never died
Appears to be
Blind revolution mad
to the e-n-d
Eg, my CD, is way to d-e-e-p
That goes for your TV screen, DVD or BBC
ITN or ITV, C-O-Ps say "ID please"
S-t-o-p like IC3, wanna see me
Hooked
a sister
'Cause I know she don't know, I quote
Her brains retrained
By a 24 inch remote
Revolution a solution
For all of our children
But her children
Yeah, sitting in the staircase, holding back tears
Looking over mad years worth of photographs
Pictures of some places I ain't never going back
Some
the blind
Some call it evolution, some say intelligent design
You say you want a revolution, you out of your mizind
Your sons' destitute, and their pops all
dying just to read it and relate it
Too hard just to go by a blind faith
But they left out the sisters
I've been praying to a father god so long I really
like Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such blind rage I need a seeing eye dog
Can't even find the page, I was writing this rhyme on
Oh, it's
like Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such blind rage I need a seein'-eye dog
Can't even find the page, I was writing this rhyme on
Oh, it's
motherfucker, let's go
Here we go, let's get it all
All I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite
Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte
You mad
out on a Couch get noshed by bad looking bird
Looking like she just came from a herd at the same time
I'm looking for a Third
I'm a fighter
Yeah I'm
I like my revolutions televised
God said Kenny you the guy
They need the truth, but tellin' lies
So I need you to testify
I like my revolutions
think I’m goin’ too
There’s people sleeping on the streets
It could make a blind man cry
And all of this and so much more
when a horse came riding by
official
She tatted my 2 initials i’m that & they not a little
Him mad all in his feelings he ass his tape was shity
Wore mask before the pandemic they out
through until you’re blind
Craving for a time of a revelation
Inner revolution cutting through your bleeding heart
The science of madmen, soulful
Honey what's wrong
Nothing
Ya I'm feeling aok ok
What are you so mad at
Nothing
Ya I'm feeling aok ok
What does it mean to you
Nothing
Ya im feeling aok
came
Look out my window like sightseeing said fuck that
Throw in a couple dvds
And press play
Throw all my thought in the movie forget the next day
I
Hold weight by the spiritual ton
Big Fisha
Look
I'm such a pure amalgamation of
Poetry and patience
For a revelation to the revolution application
Hear
of illusion
Then I add fuel to the flames of revolution
The soul controller, true north nodal
Star seed, It was written like the days of Noah
The blind would
a different day another woman lynched
Hit the internet get hypnotized
Try and run away worlds on fire
So I guess I'll sip liq just to by time
3 Bottles in oh
Barely alive screw a 9-5
Or just gettin by just to survive
Living out lies by getting high
Not really living till I'm satisfied
Only live by that do
the mission is in sight
To see it all and then go blind
Will we return to source?
I stay to connected to my plugs
We stay protected by the love
I took a trip
thigh been a fly guy
Dropped my first tape in nine five
I was just three but by the time
I could read I would see see signs read minds
Never speak tongue
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