Hands up this is revolution There's no second chance We never gonna let you down Breaking up here comes the solution You don't need to stop You don't
it to them They love the way we do it to them We do it to them Calvary [Verse 1: Tupac] Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme [echo]
and skullies and Timmies Around mixed, spics, niggaz and giddies From my ghetto kings in deep thought we don't blink But don't think we wastin our time
doubt (No Apology) Hand in hand across this land Our voices shouting out No Apologies (No Apology) No Apology (No Apology) No Apology Hand in hand across this land Our
think of your children And your children's children And the mess you're leaving behind, [Yeah, Yeah] [Take it from the top] For all our good inventions And our
with inhibitions drowned and sun beating down, we kick start this revolution, we woke up, left by the beach sand in our toes and glass round our feet,
again From the top to the bottom and then I'll have faith or, I prefer To think that things couldn't turn out worse All that we need at the start's Universal revolution
brink Of destruction From Chicago to Toronto She's the one that they Call old whatsername She's the symbol of resistance and she's holding on my heart like a hand
snowfall, raging storms. Caught in winds delusions, of our heart and soul. He came down from the mountains, into our own frozen world. Spoke of revolution
all of our tomorrows look like used up yesterdays Maybe this path we're taking Could really be the road to breaking free Are you with me One little revolution
Assembled the bourgeosie Laid back living and creativity go hand in hand The ambience attracts all for a sweet revolution (or The ambience transponds
though the blame Running through the hopelessness and shame Revolution already underway So tell me when you think we're gonna rise ? Wake from this slumber wipe the tears from our eyes ? Yes from
the moon shall rise... Washington Adams and Kennedy now hear their pledges ring The treaties are safe we'll keep our word but what is that gurgling It's the back water from
stop, but the candle burns at both ends while most men just channel surf It's gonna take more then folded hands to part the skies So lets drown from the
their lives It is from our voice that we now demand Our freedom from your pain And we will fight and kill to bring justice Back to our people once again
falcons are aiming From distance we'll come In freedom we're armed and our swords With our blood till we have dignity With every blowing wind Spreading our
ignored social decay. Years of slavery. Our needs have been denied. Landlords' power and dominance are multiplied. They've built the fences. Separation from our
