Revolution歌词

The book of revelations, chapter 16 and 17
Yes sir!
They shall hunger no more neither shall they thirst anymore!
Preach, preacher!
For god shall wipe away
Yes sir!
Every tear from there eyes.
Yes sir!
Get ready for a revolution.
What you say
uh
Oh-oh-oh-oh ......
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Say do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Come on
Whoo-Whoo-Whoo-Whoo......
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Come on
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Sick and tired of my brothas killing each other
Sick and tired of daddies leavin' babies with their mothers
To every man who wants to lay around and play around
Listen partner, you should be man enough to stay around
Sick and tired of the church talkin' religion and
Yet, they talk about each other, makin' decisions
No more racism! Two-facism! No pollution! The solution?
A revolution!
Whoo-Whoo-Whoo-Whoo......
Listen
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Come on
Whoo-Whoo
Do you want a revolution
No crime! No dying! Politicians lying, everybody's trying
To make a dollar it makes me wanna holler.
The way they do my life
They way they do my life. There's gonna be a brighter day
All your troubles will pass away.
A revoltuion's comin, yes it's comin, comin'.
Revolution's comin. Yes it's comin, revolution's comin' comin
Whoo-Whoo-Whoo-Whoo......
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo
Do you want a revolution
Whoo-Whoo-Whoo-Whoo......
Do you want a revolution
What you feelin'? What you want son? Who you callin' to son?
You know jesus is the true son.
The second in the trinity. I know you feelin' him.
Five hundred days left until the new millenium. You hearin 'em.
Trumpets crack the sky, christ the last, the first, the first, the last and won't pass
So don't be caught slippin' brotha don't be trippin' brotha
Cause when i see ya' you beter not be dippin' brotha
Everywhere we go, we say we move to much, we do to much
But when you step against us, a yo, you lose to much
Ain't no stoppin' what i'm doin' when the spirit movin'
Don't be hatin' what i'm doin, i'm the vessel he's usin'
Everywhere i be they try to judge me
They try to shake me, they try to budge me
But they can't break me, cause i'm down with christ
Darkchild and nu nation make ya feel alright
Where my east coast saints at?
Where my west coast saints at?
Where my detroit saints at?
Where my dallas saints at?
Where my atl saints at?
Where my miami saints at?
Where my nashville saints at?
Where my fort worth saints at?
All my real loud saints throw your hands up!
(With there hands up. Up they got there hands up)