Coolio - The Revolution Lyrics
Im seein bodiez in the alley and blood in the valleyFrom the shores of maine all the way to compton caliIm callin rally to the homies in the street lightTake a real close at what it look likeA young nigga in the ghetto raised up on whitThe first thing momma told him was dont take no shitPlayin tag with body bag,Bullets,And bloody ragAnd did you put the dodge on the toe tag?Whoever the man today, might not be the man tomarrowCuz life is full of hardships, pimpslaps, and sorrowYa gotta believe in something, but whatever ya doMake sure what you believe is real and true***** the liez an alibiez an come to realizeMy vision wont assault of wasted on blind lil eyesLike a t an t ya gotta make a switchO get pushed to the side like a lil ol *****....-chorus-When the revolution come Im gonna be up frontWith my finga on the trigga of a mossburgh pumpWhen the revolution come Im gonna be right thereWith my nine in my hand and braids in my hairIve been hollerin and hoopin yeahLootin an shootinIm doin some recruitin to bring mo troops inNiggaz dont be doin what they posed to doThey betta post on the corna with the busta crewPlayin games I used to play back in 79With the same bullshit an the same ol lieIf you want some respect ya wont be individualOn the nigga nuts cuz he rollin in the sixty-foYo favorite line is ***** all a yallBut one day theres gonna be a final callThats why Im rollin deep in the mother*****in jeepAlways on the peep an my crew dont fall asleepSo pull your money outa your pocket an put it in the middleThis aint no roosta ass chicken george nigga on a fiddle, huhAshes to ashes, dust to dustIn my motha*****in self I trust....-chorus-Way back in the dayz we used to sling em in the streetBut now when niggaz get beatThey wanna go an get their heatEverybody know that you know how to killBut tell me do you how to let a nigga liveI gotta dream that maybe one dayNiggaz cant fight then walk awayIm talkin fist to cuff with them pistols up, anShoot em from the shouldersTo show them you can hold yourI sing the song of the fight of the black manIn americaIn a state of hysteriaNo longa will I accept the second rateI plan to set the record straight bfore I disobeyIts the one - two combination punch to the throatTheres a hole in ya boat *****Thats all she wroteAshes to ashes, dust to dustIn my motha*****in self I trust....-chorus-When the revolution come Im gonna be straight locGoin out in a cloud of pistol smokeThe revolution come...................the revolution come.
