Revolution

(feat. Busta Rhymes)

(2pac talkin)

You know what gang violence is, mostly

and the people dont want you to hear this

somebody shoots your family member

so of course you retaliate, You know what i mean

Same thing the U.S does except nobody even shot their family members

you know, they see that, somebody bomb a school

and all these people get killt

so the united states feel like ooh thats messed up

we gotta go show em who tha real killers

this country was built on gangs, you know

i think this country still is run on gangs

republicans, democrats, the police department, the FBI

the CIA, those are gangs, you know what i mean

the correctional officers,

I had a correctional officer tell me straight,

we the biggest gang in New York state

straight up

(Verse 1)

Some press the revolution of premeditated scheme

Introduce a drug called crack, to us ghetto teens

Got a law for raw niggaz, now playa what it be like?

When will niggaz see they got us bleedin with three strikes

Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this

Got these Devils petrified, hidin from my hocus-pocus

And so I learned to earn my currency in over time (muahahaha)

Affiliated, clearly click a military mind

May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox

Thugged out and drug dealin, from the womb to the block

My live mind got me survivin five rounds

My forty-five got my fortified with live rounds

When shit's thick we plot hits, when our glock spits

All hail, I don't bail, grab the 2Pacalypse

Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps

Outlaw Thug Niggaz never left the boot camp

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

We got the real live shit from front to back

To my niggaz in the world, 2Pac is back

Where my soldierz is at? (2X)

Where the fuck my soldierz at?

Where my soldierz is at?

(Verse 2)

Now i was born as a rebel, making trouble for the devil

Take this gang bang shit, to a whole nother level

Can you feel me now? Armies in every city

Definition of power, players are you with me?

See the war is the profecy, survival is the strategy

Rest in peace to my comrades that deceased

(Busta Rhymes: Notorious B.I.G)

Recognize these streets in time

Youll have these devils petrified of a nigga in his right mind

They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound

This fo the brothers in penetentiaries jailed down

I got you in my heart till tha day i die

Think of tha damage we can do, if we bustin high

Can you picture me low? Its a thugs raft

Political contracts and blood baths

From Matulu Shakur, been to Rikers

Though they got you, I never let them stop me

The struggle continues

(2Pac Talkin)

Now if we do want to live a thug life and a gangsta life and all of that,

ok, so stop being cowards and lets have a revolution

but we dont wanna do that, dudes just wanna of character

They wanna be cartoons, but if they really wanted to do something

if they was that tough, alright, lets start our own country

lets start a revolution, lets get out of here, lets do something

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

We got the real live shit from front to back

To my niggaz in the world, 2Pac is back

Where my soldierz is at? (2X)

Where the fuck my soldierz at?

Where my soldierz is at?