Revolution lyrics

Artist  : Public Enemy 
Song : Revolution



 Send "Revolution" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [Society's verse]

We was raised in these
streets on pork and poison meat

Now i
recognize the beast and bare the mark of the gold
teeth

Puff on the rolled leaf and bust on
the police

While yall playas are fakin
bacon we cook the whole beef.

I put it down
plain, i stimulate the left and right brain

Cell by cell and frame by frame.

Names,
dates, are all inmaterial. i big dick sick ryhme
killer like cereal. i

Burn like venerial,
and spit that imperial wizardry that climbs right
through

The curcitry.

Choake your team
for their cream but that's as far as we go

Drop shit like seaguls and smash your little
ego.

I get visions like stevie and
coleco,

Give me 2000 live people

One
late show no seaquel.

Aint no equal in the
flesh

I been through more evil than men
do.

Nasty off the head and with the pen
too!



[Chuck's verse]

Now im
pissed

Easy to rhyme on tracks like
this

The more things change

The more
they remain the same

These games them
vidiots

Playin on the brink of insane

Must be a hockey rink

Lost in their
drink

In pursuit of plain jane

I
think man they think a revolution be pretty in
pink

Now in these new tracks

Some of
these cats dont know how to act

All them
criminal acts aint got nuttin to do wit rap

One hand cuffuffed behind them backs in
black

Quiet riot ,yall cant hear one hand
clap

Revolution is more than what you hear
and what you see

The mass
reintroduction

Of society to society

Together we got 100 years of sobriety

These clones

Who be flippin like new
phones be surprisin me

Turned out

They happy just to be in the house

So im
a call emout

I aint no church mouse

Luvout



[Griff's verse]

I
master rap

Write a 16 and half of that

Then eat some mix greens after that

My
raps niggerish black like licorice

While
wack rappers get rich off some jibberish

The hoods begging for deliverance"g"

I'm
just a hood figure to deliverance this

L y
should get into the "sy"

I'm thinkng me and
pe should have passed it on

Society's the
menace

He get's more love than tennis

On the road to riches

Cause revolutions
expensive

Finance whips. finance clips
spend our chips

In the ghetto raising
rebelz with some fine azz tits.

No
champagne no campaign no ice on my wrist

While bred'z dipp'n on fedz sipp'n on crys

Out of my mind ethiopian wine on my lips

Still aint signed the master mind

The
masters mine. hey!!!!



Back in your
dome where the rebelz rome

The greatest
weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind
of the oppressed



Public enemy the
7th octave we out