Lyrics:
Here's a tribute to The Who
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals
That they worship will be gone
The time has come its revolution!
VERSE
I see some ill people I can’t stop this pain,
I see humble children starving on my way,
twisted lives fading all
First you ran
Then you crawled
Now you beg
Evolution
Evil is on my mind
I nearly died
From all the things
Never meant to be
Washed out by the tide
Ghost
of freedom
Comes in and gleams
Nauseous daddies made themselves creators
What have they seen?
Children in my head are gonna start revolution
Sound of crumbling
crack
And people who see life through a gray lens
And fascists who wouldn't stand
Anyone lending a helping hand
And children who mistake their lives for
him away
he´s glorious, he said
viva the revolution
I know I will be born again
long live mass confusion
I´m a martyr
hidden in the London caves
hidden
think I'm funny 'cause I'm worldwide
Too many millions are the victims of a genocide
I'm going crazy, all I do is see and stand by
We're a victim
That boy soft he wanna lip box
Fuck it take off his fitted
I still ride with killers can't risk it
Niggas be broke can't fix it
Don't want smoke know it
children get killed by their mother
Parts of the universe still to discover
The real uncover fake whether love or hate
For revolution, chaos we embrace
You
by society where high-anxiety is just one variety
Hatin each other is another, brotha
I mean I'm really true to the shit, my spit ain't just
growth
But we—wait, where are all the children?
What do you mean you “don’t know”?
They were “sold”?
See, how we supposed to have faith in our vote when
without much discipline
Raise your fist but also raise your children
So when you die the movement moves on
Coz with no revolution, ain't no future in
without much discipline
Raise your fist but also raise your children
So when you die the movement moves on
Coz with no revolution, ain't no future in
Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave
Drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can
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
Revolution army, bruh
It's a skruggle with a C or a K
Social worker on the way
You children better behave
And all the Christians want to
Know if I'm 5
a soldier
Wiz been the best, brush your shoulders
Hustling now so when I'm older
All my children will grin, free from sin
And the poison that makes us a man
I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference
Little boy caught in a drive-by
Witnessed the killer who made his daddy die,
And 'cause he
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
love by the bayou
I'll never let them hurt you
Singing your songs of revolution
Are you, sick of being on the run
Honey I'm not the only one
Humming
I'm Hiroshima and Nagasaki
Slave revolts and witches burning
Revolution, children learning
Way over yonder by and by
Way over yonder by and by
There'll
[Chorus:]
Children, groovin', women, confusion
Then go away, it's time to understand
Everyone's got to make a livin'
Children, groovin', women,
heart is so frigid
Red snow, from the blood of the women, niggas and children
The killers wanna die by the gun
So who really living?
Can’t even feel
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