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Belly The Revolution

the streets, but the street is still in us, I keep rollin, I swear I never give it up, Im around till the Lord says send em up, Ask around homie, belly

The Middle East Let Go. Yea. I got a lot of shit on my chest. A lot of weight on my shoulders. Too much shit on my mind. I gotta let it out. My people

You Can Never Add Up To Me Change Ur Formula Baby Im About To Subtract You [Chorus:] They Try To Divide Us Instead They Went And Multiplied Us Lies

stop Same time to draw and the pride is dropped They feel the pressure like bottle tops Right before the bottle pop Owww! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Belly] It's Belly

Senators Fans Please Stand Up Kenny-B I Told You This City Was Full Of Champions Baby Got My Hommie Sugar Ray Emery We Go Hard We Win Belly With The

's bilge Into the alley they sweetp the city's filth The flowers wilt the flowers wilt Don't tell me about no game Cause that is a man And his family Revolution

his head He was not like any other He was just like any other And the song they bled Was a hymn to him Awake my little one The seed of revolution Sewn

Somewhere between prayer and revolution Between Jesus and Huey P. Newton That?s where you find Jonny 5 shoot, shootin? Water guns at the audience while

that gratitude For everything I've done Or is it somethin' else That's got me on the run? In the middle of a big tornado On the tip of everyone's tongue In the belly