What kind of life is this?
selling off your soul where the profit is
you couldn't kick this cold and you're coughin, Wiz
I'm trynna take control of my world I've been torn from my providence
What life?
You puttin things on queens that you wouldn't wife
You puttin bling on things that you couldn't buy
You trynna buy the dream but you couldn't pay the price
Now you slicin up your wrist cuz they taught you where to knife
Atomic bombs in rotation for world domination until its game over like the globes a playstation
Who's holy nation will rule the population?
If I ruled the world diamonds and coal wouldn't control the whole of the spectrum
I'd burst through the rectum cuz I smell the bullsh** peace and love we resurrect 'em
And through the lies we know we need to recognize
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
Is there a head of state for the human race cuz the hell we face heaven on earth since my birth is a better place
and the need for greed is so basic
I think the need for love means more greatness
This lifes a beautiful struggle I feel blessed
Risin from the ghetto and the circle of d**h
Before we change the world, we must affect the globe
And make it known we want a place where our children can roam
Maybe we were ill advised
We were taught to stack chips for these nighty nights
we were taught to get rich until our demise
believe the lies and maybe 9 to 5 isn't slavery guys
so maybe i was ill advised
until I open my eyes I felt a vibe of a spiritual time
I wanna leave the world better than when I arrived
Rise
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
I thought it was all for the people, the feeble, who wants to be the leader of those just going for harm and evil
Christ, me
I started out tribal
A savage running rampant just to stagger from the 5-0
A lesson from my grams they go wherever I go
Reading take a bible cuz you're gon need it in idol
Thing is when I lay down I feel a bit a ligo
started out reciting scriptures out the bible that say
we kings and queens eating chicken wings
while the plot is thickening from the very beginning im witnessing
Im trynna find an answer in the journal scribbling
if the kids are feeling ill its because this world is sickening
fight for what you want but die for what you need
and watch my people grieve while we're dropping to our knees
from the bottom, from the very core, from the dirt poor
from the dirt on the shelves at these second hand stores
from the
I wanna make art mama not war
don't wanna break hearts we just wanna bleed homes
f** this material exterior bullsh**
it won't determine my interior coolness
my soul closed and you could never rule this
my god lives in the strength where my root is
until we organize you know you need to recognize
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised