Hands up this is revolution There's no second chance We never gonna let you down Breaking up here comes the solution You don't need to stop You don't
Could have turned out worse All that we need at the start Universal revolution And if we trust in our hearts We'll find the solutions To put it all down And start again From
Of destruction From Chicago to Toronto She's the one that they Call old whatsername She's the symbol of resistance and she's holding on my heart like a hand
of our lifes, and thats like getting a permanent high five. Cause people like our tight rhymes and haters get a black eye, from 7 (actually 6 1/2)
time to get busy One, two, threesee, shut the fuck up And bring that ballistic riff from the Bizkit Straight through the speakers with the [Hey hey] Check this future shock A rock revolution
I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight, Because my conscience leaves me no other choice. A true revolution of values will lay hands on
any revolution If we don't use our gift Whe have to come to a conclusion A power shift There won't be any revolution If we don't use our gift Whe have
a revolution It's how we'll become Who we're Supposed to be We'll sing hallelujah We'll sing hallelujah Oh Tonight we're Standing on our feet
I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight, Because my conscience leaves me no other choice. A true revolution of values will lay hands on the
burn Someday will it be our turn? Why this consciousness this desire To expand the flame of revolution With a [the] gothic hand in [of] fire persecution
ride you to Hell until you are dead Dead, brother, dead This is a revolution of the mind Get your mind together And get away from drugs That's the man
Death, angels comin' for you Spirit horse runnin' from your body like young guns 1 and 2 Paramedics fightin' for you, who's gon' win? The hands of time, or the hands
tell the difference anymore What part was love and what had come before Our hands were pressed against the day That one of us would want to run away As separate as black from
hittem wit the real shit (Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone) [Layzie] Mo Thugs (Chorus) [Bizzy] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon
we were always considered evil Now they tryin' to bust our only code of communicating with our people Let's peep the game from a different angle Matt
People, people, people, people Awake from your slumber, awake from your slumber Awake from your slumber And get 'em with the numbers Get 'em with the numbers Long live revolution
The struggle never stops 'til we wake up to spoiled milk And roaches crawling out our cereal box They feed us lies, blind our eyes If you're hand's
Hey hey hey now (aow) (Guitar solo) War's my Golden Age I've been shipped from the cradle to the grave Put a gun in their hands Saying it's your duty
