Revolution in my head All night long All night long I'm looking for a remedy All night long All night long Revolution in my head All night long Revolution in my head
long Revolution in my head All night long All night long I'm looking for a remedy All night long All night long Revolution in my head All night long Revolution in my head
Where so many cunning sons and daughters Our foremothers and forefathers Came singing through slaughter Came through hell and high water So that we could stand here And
on the intelligence side I have no identity or nationality I'm the one who chances the tide I've got no real name revolution is my game and there will
and forefathers Came singing through slaughter Came through hell and high water So that we could stand here And behold breathlessly the sight How a raging river of tears
And I, I, I... [Killah Priest:] My poems, my cribs, my money, my wiz My accounts, all the expenses, all my amounts Means nothing, from my eyes, I've
on the corner, is an alleged brother Dressed in blue, or green, red and black And, starting the news, that the revolution is coming And you better get
problems often crossed me And I, I, I... [Killah Priest:] My poems, my cribs, my money, my wiz My accounts, all the expenses, all my amounts Means nothing
