Lyrics:
Padded with power here they come
International loan sharks backed by the guns
Of market hungry military profiteers
Whose word is a swamp and whose
yo.
Chorus:
Why dem wan come swarm me, swarm me,
Say mi start a revolution army, army.
Dem nuh see dat dem loose,
Dis is the generation dem
Revolution’s just a word
Now they say they want to talk?
Never had our voices heard
No time for the big time
No time for the right time
Grab your guns
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
the heels of a tyranny waits
A long forgotten voice
And revolution is the ultimate fate of the whip and the gun
Nowhere to run is nothing like fun
Out
Love, joy and peace
Evolution the next revolution
Not just concepts of the mind
Nor can they be stopped by space and time
The voice of love so
gun?
Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to run?
Well, freedom has no value if violence is the price
Don't want your revolution, I want
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
Gun shots across the night
Wicked dreams and firefights
Unrest around
Cold days for little minds
A system built over time
Unjust abound
Do you hear
to take the land
And we got churches by the dozens
Trying to guide our hands
And turn our mother earth
Over to pollution war and greed
No no
Bury my
the land
And we got churches by the dozen trying to guide our hand
And sign our Mother Earth over to pollution, war, and greed (no, no)
Bury my heart
Marty Marty
Wanna party
Brain damaged by C-4
It's the middle of the night
He's raving 'bout a revolution
I'm reaching for the baseball bat beside
Do you want a revolution?
I said, do you want a revolution?
Viva la Revolución
Words I uttered before I knew a revolution was possible in my own
This is revolution shit
Uh, yeah, c'mon and get down
Uh, yeah, c'mon and get down
Uh, yeah, hey
The year is 2020, the number
A little somethin'
written in a fucking song
We are the ones, the ones you're always calling faceless
But we got the guns, the guns that gonna make you face it
Don't even
And admit
A bloodless revolution does not exist
Despite our discomfort, we can't deny...
That murder it remains
An offense of omission by another name
Murder
A Fucking Gun
Words Are The Bullets To This Revolution
Use Your Pain
The Battlegrounds, The Streets Are Ablaze
Excess Will Pave Their Path
The Winds
is calling
Inflicting the fear and horror
The innocent feel the terror
When nations are torn by conflict
The screaming of guns - they roar
When
Grape's bitter
I'm no quitter
Revolutions come one by one
Seems it's high noon and I ain't got no gun
But it's so hard
So hard
So hard getting by
Gonna be
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
a bunch of hoops
I'll still be the one who winds up in a jumpsuit
I'll still be the one who winds up with the gun wounds
King had just one dream that
waiting to try, saint by the fire, waiting to try
Here revolution
Will sacred fight
Ohhh by the storm
Chaos is born
Give me so right
Make me so strong
by his dental work, he get identified
His bitch gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
I'm 'bout to binge watch, fuck her on Zoom
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