Children of the Revolution Slaine (Ft. ILL BILL)

[Verse 1: Slaine]
Yeah, yeah, check it out
Antidepressants and anti vibe nose candy, tan yon high
Red huffy bike propping nanny on the handle bars
I push the Dukes of Hazzard big wheel, pulled the brake
Chase the ice cream truck down the street
Full mistake
Caught a cramp, Fat Boys style since a youngin
Ketchup stains on my shirt, look what I’m becoming
Reagan got shot, Bush became president later
Clinton got his dick sucked, Ken style was a hater
About your pose voice drop
Yeah, got an oct to blow
Lugers
My socks when I rocked them yo
[plaguer ribbed sugar raiser ? hotdog]
The fix is in
The best cars are made right in Michigan
Listening to Beastie Boys on cassette deck from a boombox
Pedophile rumors from the king with the moonwalk
Moms calling out my name I ain’t in for dinner yet
TVs with antennas that was way before the internet

[Hook x2]
Look at the news on the TV as the world turns
I saw the world change and the World Trade burn
I don’t believe in hardly anything but evolution
They should have killed us all, the children of the revolution