[Hook - Reks]
This evolution of revolution will not be televised
Hard to decide if you were right
Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone
Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos
Prisons still tryna hold us
Rebels, where are the rebels? They all gone
Shed tears but why cry, still strong
[Verse 1 - Reks]
Yeah, ghetto misery, over alchemist symphonies
One third of century just ain't making no sense to me
Sending me to cells where hell's real, get name killed
Body for a dollar and who we power and lust
Cowards bust, when coward dust, chop it up to the game
Illegal life cops is living the same
Rest in peace, to Timmy went through his brains
Sorry for your mamma's pain, R-E-King-Supreme
Remember fiends and dreams of good life
Not talking, yeezy whips and chains, living grizzy
Not cus we greedy but needy, man
My city stains my memory
Visions of remains like the "break your ankle" game
Brother get brother, yeah, I'm talking
Able Cain for the paper bane
Hate on your name, pawn in the palm of the system, man
Spit a pawn if you get on nigga swing
You change pass on back
If your name don't crack, niggas is lame
This evolution of revolution will not be televised
Hard to decide if you were right
Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone
Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos
Prisons still tryna hold us
Rebels, where are the rebels? They all gone
Shed tears but why cry, still strong
[Verse 1 - Reks]
Yeah, ghetto misery, over alchemist symphonies
One third of century just ain't making no sense to me
Sending me to cells where hell's real, get name killed
Body for a dollar and who we power and lust
Cowards bust, when coward dust, chop it up to the game
Illegal life cops is living the same
Rest in peace, to Timmy went through his brains
Sorry for your mamma's pain, R-E-King-Supreme
Remember fiends and dreams of good life
Not talking, yeezy whips and chains, living grizzy
Not cus we greedy but needy, man
My city stains my memory
Visions of remains like the "break your ankle" game
Brother get brother, yeah, I'm talking
Able Cain for the paper bane
Hate on your name, pawn in the palm of the system, man
Spit a pawn if you get on nigga swing
You change pass on back
If your name don't crack, niggas is lame
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