Coolio - The Revolution - Текст песни

I'm seein' bodiez in the alley and blood in the valley 
From the shores of Maine all the way to Compton Cali 
I'm callin' rally to the homies in the street light 
Take a real close at what it look like 
A young nigga in the ghetto raised up on whit 
The first thing momma told him was don't take no shit 
Playin tag with body bag, 
Bullets, 
And bloody rag 
And did you put the dodge on the toe tag? 
Whoever the man today, might not be the man tomarrow 
Cuz life is full of hardships, pimpslaps, and sorrow 
Ya gotta believe in something, but whatever ya do 
Make sure what you believe is real and true 
Fuck the liez an' alibiez an' come to realize 
My vision won't assault of wasted on blind lil' eyes 
Like A T an' T ya gotta make a switch 
O' get pushed to the side like a lil' ol' bitch.... 



-Chorus- 
When the Revolution come I'm gonna be up front 
With my finga on the trigga of a Mossburgh Pump 
When the Revolution come I'm gonna be right there 
With my nine in my hand and braids in my hair 




I've been hollerin' and hoopin' yeah 
Lootin' an' shootin' 
I'm doin' some recruitin' to bring mo' troops in 
Niggaz don't be doin' what they 'posed to do 
They betta post on the corna with the busta crew 
Playin' games I used to play back in '79 
With the same bullshit an' the same ol' lie 
If you want some respect ya won't be individual 
On the nigga nuts cuz he rollin' in the Sixty-fo' 
Yo favorite line is fuck all a y'all 
But one day there's gonna be a final call 
That's why I'm rollin' deep in the motherfuckin' Jeep 
Always on the peep an' my crew don't fall asleep 
So pull your money outa your pocket an' put it in the middle 
This ain't no roosta ass Chicken George nigga on a fiddle, huh 
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust 
In my mothafuckin' self I trust.... 




-Chorus- 




Way back in the dayz we used to sling 'em in the street 
But now when niggaz get beat 
They wanna go an' get their heat 
Everybody know that you know how to kill 
But tell me do you how to let a nigga live 
I gotta dream that maybe one day 
Niggaz can't fight then walk away 
I'm talkin' fist to cuff with them pistols up, an' 
Shoot 'em from the shoulders 
To show them you can hold your 
I sing the song of the fight of the black man 
In America 
In a state of hysteria 
No longa will I accept the second rate 
I plan to set the record straight b'fore I disobey 
Its the one - two combination punch to the throat 
There's a hole in ya boat bitch 
That's all she wrote 
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust 
In my mothafuckin' self I trust.... 




-Chorus- 




When the Revolution come I'm gonna be straight loc 
Goin' out in a cloud of pistol smoke 
The Revolution come........... 
........The Revolution come.