Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied
The revolution is coming get ready to ride
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
Maybe start his own revolution.
These french pancakes give me the crepes
With some bartles and james
And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection
Then take over the world and start a revolution,
Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,
I mean me is there, but it's like three there
I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with
I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his
Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution
Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him
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