Edo. G, Pete Rock - Revolution lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Edo. G, Pete Rock - Revolution lyrics]
Edo's the last man standing
Smoke from the cannon made
Your whole team abandon
Fasten your seatbelt for take off and landing
The game been over cause the
Lead is too commanding
The smart shit, not to start shit
The whole country riding is
Getting me car sick
We holding money stacks and gats and
Shanks is in the closet
Taking money out your socks and wallets
Make bank deposit's
Haters is sending me love
Shooting flames through my enemy's mug
Then paint the town red in my enemy's blood
Smoke the sticky, you envy the bud
Cause you pretend to be thug, nigga
Don't drink if you can't hold your liquor
You ain't on cause you been
In The Basement with Tigga
I flow sicker, throw blows quicker
At shows it shows nigga
Ed OG, Revolution, off the Richter
"It's Ed OG" "Got the upper hand"
Grab the mic broadcast via satellite
I never seen a sadder sight
Than a nigga in the dark trying
To get back the light
Like getting your assed kicked without
Putting up a fight
It's futuristic as star tech
And chickens wanna cling on
Klingon like Star Trek goals are reachable
Nothing is far fetched
No applause we ain't done yet
48 bars can get your stars wet
Unless we get the same privileges
Your favorite stars get
We on line but don't wait on-line
It's a sign of the times in
The shine of the mind
If you seek you shall find
It's like the blind leading the blind
Can't write without alcohol and
Weed in your rhyme start feeding your mind
Before these bullets in your head
Start bleeding your mind
Yo we can all shine and glisten
Don't let your mind get missing
This is the time to listen
To carry on a fine tradition
In this big rap world, MC's are mixed in
Coming off the bench, like the sixth man
Now my dreams are fulfilled
But I don't sell bricks nigga
I use them to build
That's what my mama instilled so
I wouldn't get killed
Now that the Boston beans are spilled
Let's take it to the guild fuck rapping
Cause the best things happen to the people
Who make the best of what happens
Without jaw flapping, scrapping
Not enough soldiers and too many captains
I got a rare gift
Plus I don't like the judge
CO or the bailiff
An ambulance couldn't get you there swift
Beef with us and you're bound
To need an airlift
Smoke from the cannon made
Your whole team abandon
Fasten your seatbelt for take off and landing
The game been over cause the
Lead is too commanding
The smart shit, not to start shit
The whole country riding is
Getting me car sick
We holding money stacks and gats and
Shanks is in the closet
Taking money out your socks and wallets
Make bank deposit's
Haters is sending me love
Shooting flames through my enemy's mug
Then paint the town red in my enemy's blood
Smoke the sticky, you envy the bud
Cause you pretend to be thug, nigga
Don't drink if you can't hold your liquor
You ain't on cause you been
In The Basement with Tigga
I flow sicker, throw blows quicker
At shows it shows nigga
Ed OG, Revolution, off the Richter
"It's Ed OG" "Got the upper hand"
Grab the mic broadcast via satellite
I never seen a sadder sight
Than a nigga in the dark trying
To get back the light
Like getting your assed kicked without
Putting up a fight
It's futuristic as star tech
And chickens wanna cling on
Klingon like Star Trek goals are reachable
Nothing is far fetched
No applause we ain't done yet
48 bars can get your stars wet
Unless we get the same privileges
Your favorite stars get
We on line but don't wait on-line
It's a sign of the times in
The shine of the mind
If you seek you shall find
It's like the blind leading the blind
Can't write without alcohol and
Weed in your rhyme start feeding your mind
Before these bullets in your head
Start bleeding your mind
Yo we can all shine and glisten
Don't let your mind get missing
This is the time to listen
To carry on a fine tradition
In this big rap world, MC's are mixed in
Coming off the bench, like the sixth man
Now my dreams are fulfilled
But I don't sell bricks nigga
I use them to build
That's what my mama instilled so
I wouldn't get killed
Now that the Boston beans are spilled
Let's take it to the guild fuck rapping
Cause the best things happen to the people
Who make the best of what happens
Without jaw flapping, scrapping
Not enough soldiers and too many captains
I got a rare gift
Plus I don't like the judge
CO or the bailiff
An ambulance couldn't get you there swift
Beef with us and you're bound
To need an airlift