CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Street Knowledge
Now the breath of life is the hours of concern for the wealth of others [?]
Yeah
The revolution will not be televised
Man has not begun to [?]
Yeah
Until he can rise above [?] with his own individual concern
CultRap Worldwide shit
Call to concern all humans
My problems ain't yo problem and yo problems ain't mine
Police killing us like we ain't one of a kind
"Eradicate 'em all, everything'll be fine"
Funny how they think our color makes us culprit for crimes Thugging on the block, evading the city cops
Jack boys out here lurkin' so I'm ridin' wit' my Glock
Government a terrorist group and a gang
They puttin' guns in our hood letting niggas do they thang
Funny how Obama promised he will bring change
But we still unemployed trying hard to sustain
Sold us all a dream in benefit for they gain
Reminiscing on my niggas that I lost in the game
Dope game, that is, now flip the pages
Put the spotlight on Nixon and Ronald Regan
They raised drug taxes 'stead of minimum wages
Railroad us right in from of the judges and gave us cages
... is lost, they call it the lost ratification
Yeah
Yeah, here we go
And he who goes through life not concerned about others
Here we go
There'll be a subject [?]
And they say everything that goes up must come down
Law of gravitation and it's plaguing the nation
Crab in the bucket mindset, niggas is waiting
To unload they .45 overflowing wit' hatred
They don't hate you 'cause you black
It's 'cause you black and you made it
I'm an anomaly from poverty, the envy contagious
No tint on my whip got me feeling courageous
Riding wit' my pistol daily 'cause I'm fearing for safety
Gotta make it back home to my queen and my babies
Heard the new about Nip and my heart still aking
Every time we get a leader, shit, the government take 'em
But they all gotta pay on judgment day with our maker
I'm prepared for the war, so let me rally the troops
Time to load up all our guns and tie the strings on our boots
I'm prepared for the war so let me rally the troops
Time to load up all our guns and tie the strings on our boots, for real
Yeah
The revolution will not be televised
Man has not begun to [?]
Yeah
Until he can rise above [?] with his own individual concern
CultRap Worldwide shit
Call to concern all humans
My problems ain't yo problem and yo problems ain't mine
Police killing us like we ain't one of a kind
"Eradicate 'em all, everything'll be fine"
Funny how they think our color makes us culprit for crimes Thugging on the block, evading the city cops
Jack boys out here lurkin' so I'm ridin' wit' my Glock
Government a terrorist group and a gang
They puttin' guns in our hood letting niggas do they thang
Funny how Obama promised he will bring change
But we still unemployed trying hard to sustain
Sold us all a dream in benefit for they gain
Reminiscing on my niggas that I lost in the game
Dope game, that is, now flip the pages
Put the spotlight on Nixon and Ronald Regan
They raised drug taxes 'stead of minimum wages
Railroad us right in from of the judges and gave us cages
... is lost, they call it the lost ratification
Yeah
Yeah, here we go
And he who goes through life not concerned about others
Here we go
There'll be a subject [?]
And they say everything that goes up must come down
Law of gravitation and it's plaguing the nation
Crab in the bucket mindset, niggas is waiting
To unload they .45 overflowing wit' hatred
They don't hate you 'cause you black
It's 'cause you black and you made it
I'm an anomaly from poverty, the envy contagious
No tint on my whip got me feeling courageous
Riding wit' my pistol daily 'cause I'm fearing for safety
Gotta make it back home to my queen and my babies
Heard the new about Nip and my heart still aking
Every time we get a leader, shit, the government take 'em
But they all gotta pay on judgment day with our maker
I'm prepared for the war, so let me rally the troops
Time to load up all our guns and tie the strings on our boots
I'm prepared for the war so let me rally the troops
Time to load up all our guns and tie the strings on our boots, for real
