I got a deep seeded, ill rooted type of pain
The same kind that made kurt blow out his f*cking brains
L Boogie and TuPac talking bout Elliot Ness

I'm talking bout Elliot Smith and that pain in his chest
I've got the same one resonating on my breasts
Yes I'm stressed

Even if I know that I'm blessed

And just like ms. Hill

I'm on those same pills
Feeling damn due diligence
Revel in my brilliance

Now I want every single dollar of my millions
I pay my debts
Like I've paid my dues

Can't you see my knees
Man they're all black and blue


It's true
I've crawled my way up to the top
Banging on the door of mr hip hop

Unlike you $#&@ing hype bands waiting to flop
Just like the next pop star waiting to pop
Pop pop pop pop go the stars

Gimme gimme gold stars

Run baby baby, run baby baby, run for your life

It's our chance of a lifetime. Run!
Revolution run
Revolution run

Revolution

Maybe you got it twisted

Maybe you blinked and missed it
I'm on a mission
I wish you would listen

You want to change your life
You'd better change your position, quick
C'mon get up on to this

If I was a dude, you'd be sucking my dick
But I am just a girl
So all you see is tits and a !@$%

what a sick son of a prick

Like everything else this too shall pass

Any day now you'll be kissing my $$#
6 months from now I'll be taking your cash
And in the interim I'll be smoking your stash

Chief, you flaunt it
But I'm like pochahaunted you $#&@ my land and people
And you'll never rest on it

Never rest
Never never rest on it
Never say never


Run baby baby, run baby baby
Run for your life

It's our chance of a lifetime. Run!
Revolution run
Revolution run

Revolution