The Revolution

Shades Of Culture

[Verse 1]



Getting armored. For armaggeon



When the east coast/west coast beef turns to hamburger



The microphone is my metal committing mental murder



My brain waves cascade through baracades



Searching for fascists to transform



Swing the vocal axes if you didn't practice it be embedded in your backs



Quick like faxes from next to rasp(?) creeps



Turn around and face the music



Catch the mace to your face piece




CHORUS



Yet another hip-hop head took a turn for the worse



It must have hurt to have your realm burst



And certainly, crossing swords with me will spell your doom



Rev rev, the revolution is coming soon




[Verse 2]



If you see my shining smile you better duck or grab a mic



Because your universe will end in one single flash of light



When the Earth falls off its axis, you'll fly spinning into the cosmos



Do the same thing last night so you'll be searching for your lost prose



In outer space without a case, you can not judge me



Not that I would but if I do fall off, I'll spring back like bungee



Elasticized, never plastified like RuPaul



I'm the unseen terror, by night fall you might fall



Off your pedestal but leave my rhyme work alone



You can't decode my shit without the use of Rosetta stone



This ain't Costco or price chopper hip-hopper



Take one, the beat dropper, crush your head with the neck bopper




CHORUS




[Verse 3]



My roots extend deep into the planet



Through bedrock and magma, disintegrating granite



Back when Osiris and Isis circumnavigated the globe eliminating crisis



Struck down by treason, but what's the reason



For brothers against brothers, it's wrong in any season



Face facts, stay strong and be bold