THE REVEREND WILLIAM BURK

THE REVEREND WILLIAM BURK - Revolution lyrics

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[Intro: The Reverend William Burk]It's time, here we goIt's time, here we goYo[The Reverend William Burk]Ay yo, my (?) blaze equality and think like Marc' GarveyBe Godly, and organize an army that live out the legacyI hardly waste artillery when I bustin' up lyricallyThe Hennessy got a brother ready to kill my enemiesThis industry is waitin' for me, sittin' perfectlyFilled to the capacity with garbage MC'sI'm like a cold breeze in a mist of a hundred degreesI will cure the world disease, keepin' honeys on their kneesBustin' lyrics for the G's, leavin' rappers screamin' "Please!"Makin' sisters wearin' weaves change to afros and caribesI rhyme healthy and naturally, passionatelyNo albums'll come out after me, they all be scared of tragedyIf you had a choice between dirty and clean,Water, which would you choose, Burk is pure, nahmean?Styles are so numerous, to testin' this is ludicrousIt's just a testament to show how long I been doing thisMy sword is sharp and every dart is from the heart, regardlessDevour these rappers on the mic claimin' that they the hardestJust because you bust a rhyme doesn't make you an artistI'm ready to die like Notorious, life ain't gloriousThe weight upon my shoulders is ridiculous, enormousIn this damn game of life I try to give my best performanceI wanna win it as a team, but I ain't even scorelessLyrically beautiful verses, stylish, (?) and gorgeous[Chorus: The Reverend William Burk]We need knowledge cause wit' it we can take the world hostageAnd wisdom, with wisdom we can overthrow the systemUnderstandin', to know the things we can and can't change'Cause life's a strange game, and no, nothing stays the sameNeed knowledge cause wit' it we can take the world hostageAnd wisdom, with wisdom we can overthrow the systemUnderstandin', to know the things we can and can't change'Cause life's a strange game, and no, nuthin' stays the same[The Reverend William Burk]I kinda figured what was learned in the cradle lasts to the graveMy ancestors were slaves, nowadays still waitin' on the paymentI kick a verse for my liberation, avoid incarcerationPredicted cause of my death'll be assassinationMy vicious army's based upon the principles of GarveyReturnin' to Africa, safaris, livin' Godly, 'cause North America hardly nurturesThey only make us murder for the dollar, blue collar, livin' the squall of povertyNo opportunity, no unity, they distribute drugs and guns in our communityPolice beat brothers brutally, now they got the AIDS virus to stop us from reproducin'Causin' confusion, I think it's more than coincidenceThat it's movin' through Africa rapidly, creatin' tragedy,In this war (?) live we've had two hundred million casualtiesWhat is it what causes them to stoop to levelsWay beyond the darkness of a demon or a devilThe insurrection, runnin' plantations, modern day enslavement, miseducationWe want our payment, this ain't entertainmentThis is true to life oral traditionWent from livin' in Africa to America, in the projects or prisonWhen the beat breaks it makes legs shake and treble causin' earthquakesTo crack mineral, lyrical is critical, the game is gettin' rather ridiculousAll my sentences are stayin' on point, other lyricists are impotentI'm rhymin vigorously, seriously, intimately on a trackBeautifully with the rap, usually comin' phatPuttin' suckers on their backs, causin' heart attacksCombat unnaturally, (?) through your fantasyCasually I walk on stage with my faculty(And/in back up/of me?) we radically reload the clips and shootin' automaticallyAnd brothers know not to come and test, or else tragedy[Chorus][Outro: The Reverend William Burk]Revolution

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