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A New Revolution

glycerin It's the new definition of club demolition Check the new composition Bless ya down with killer ammunition I got a proposition, stop, listen 'Cause this beat bang's a banger, like a macho submission I got a

world We are responsible We're not about to break It's just a state of play It's just a state of play This is the revolution coming With the giving

't it crazy For a moment there This felt just like dying But now I see that something inside Is coming alive Ain't it crazy No use running from a revolution

' like prisoners helpless 'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, bitch A visionary, vision of scary Could start a revolution, pollutin' the airwaves A

survival Hey I'm dancin' System of survival It's a system of survival, future revival Greet the new arrival It's a system of survival, future revival Greet the new

look for love And we try Ask me what do I believe in A faded picture and a melody All that lingers from when he was here with me Every dancer With every revolution

Chapter 5 from the Book of Thugs Nineteen Ninety Nine two thousand New millenium marching forward All aboard seek and destroy Any nigga that throw a

an alternative to equate me Which is true I'm in a box with a view would you still wanna date me? I could be a pretty good thug but it wouldn't compare to a

places, the message basic From raise fists to sit-ins, resist the change Peep the scenario, to the future bro 2020 and some number a year ago People