: Don't you know They're talkin' bout a revolution It sounds like a whisper Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know They're talkin' bout a revolution It sounds like a whisper Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like whisper Don't you know They're talkin' about a revolution It sounds like whisper While
a spy, tell a lie/ tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised/ i keep it funk fuck ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/ thats why my odb be hangin
Must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her You ain't a playa(nigga), while you ridin' a bitch And ain't a ridah, now you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched
all that the people wanna preach You're gunning down your brothers Molestin' your sisters and your mothers in the streets Whoa-oh the President's talkin' 'bout
real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues Fuck the B.A.'s, 'cause nigga suck a dick And all ya rabbling backstab
session out Stay a little edgy at times when I ain't stressing bout Haters don't know shit about me, they the ones that talk shit Those that love me send
, kid, get with it Down to start a riot in a minute You'll hear so many Bowe-Bowe-Bowe, you think I'm Riddick While other MC's are talkin bout up with
People talkin 'bout solutions, over and over 'Bout how we need a revolution, over and over I was talkin' 'bout ecology, over and over How we'll be saved
Gotta do right, cha gotta do right, ah sometimes Talkin' 'bout a revolution Or maybe just a change of mind Working on my constitution I began to realize
-ism Ism ism ism All we are saying is give peace a chance All we are saying is give peace a chance Everybody's talkin' 'bout ministers, sinisters Banisters
keep talking 'bout a revolution But the air's so thin And you're still polluting it You know we keep talkin' but it's so frustrating Well, you know we keep talkin
And provides enough to pay all my bills And give me that God, that's the God I'm talkin' 'bout Give me that God, that's the God I'm talkin' 'bout Give
a record deal selling tapes off the back of my Coupe de ville (Bucka!) Hustlin on the street is hard in a fight with the white security guard talkin bout
's gonna be a beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night, oh It's gonna be a beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night, oh It's gonna be a beautiful It
her beautiful somthin nice ya know that sweet shit or should I be like bitch like..how bout miss, miss, miss ok... Miss. Butter peacan Caramel southernbell she hotter then a