Lyrics:
[Originally by Tracy Chapman]
Don't you know
They're talkin' bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know
They're talkin' about
like Uncle Tom's
Like Louis Armstrong
Wearin a tattoo and goin onstage like Tracy Chapman
I cancelled a big tour cause I was prepared
Why'all
"Talkin' 'bout the revolution"
Leg' dein Ohr auf die Schiene der Geschichte
You're just a part of it
So get to the heart of it
'Cause if you don't go
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
honey was mesmerized
"Ain't you that guy?" "Ain't you that girl?"
"De La Soul, right?" "No Tracy Chapman"
"Why don't you come over to the counter
honey was mesmerized
"Ain't you that guy?" "Ain't you that girl?"
"De La Soul, right?" "No Tracy Chapman"
"Why don't you come over to the counter
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
"Talkin' 'bout the revolution"
Leg' dein Ohr auf die Schiene der Geschichte
You're just a part of it
So get to the heart of it
'Cause if you don't go
"Talkin' 'bout the revolution"
Leg' dein Ohr auf die Schiene der Geschichte
You're just a part of it
So get to the heart of it
'Cause if you don't go
fuckin' captions lately talkin' 'bout happy and glowin'
All of that snappin' and posin'
Whole time, he jealous of your past, who the fuck was your last?
Chapman
Had a fast car why they mad at NASCAR
Luminescent surrounded by the light
Lunar crescents
You would think i was a grower
Thinker and Doer you would
GOTTA FAMILY TO FEED
BUT AINT NO JOBS WHERE IM FROM, AND I CAN’T GET A DEGREE,
SO IMA BOUT TO HIT THE BLOCK AND GET THIS SHIT BY ANY MEANS
CUZ WHERE IM
Ebony and Jet works
'long witcha efforts, now what's yo' net worth?
If you ain't talkin bout endin exploitation
Then you just another Sambo in
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
peace
Black lives matter until we all treated equal
It's going down on these streets
We need a revolution that's power to the people
No justice no peace
he poppin' bars
Hellcat Stolo , lil' bro poppin' cars
I'm tryna live by the stars
People knowin' who we are
Just to tell them it was a long road
the freedom of these
People by any means necessary
Yeah, new Malcolm X, by any means
I learned from what I seen, had a dream
'Til it turned to a nightmare
to be in a frying pot
You don't know what it's like to mind your business
And get stopped by the cops and not know if you 'bout to die or not
You worry
to the revolution to a six shooter
Fuck the President and fuck politics (fuck 'em, yeah)
I'm just a family man, former dope boy
So you know I ain't goin' for no
there
They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (It's murder)
Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
Police taking shots and I ain't talkin
claiming to destroy his career
I live raps, spit 'em in the booth
Rebuke these rappers who try t' look cute
Talkin' 'bout they swag in the trap
When they
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
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
They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (it's murder)
Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
Police taking shots and I ain't talkin' bout
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