pt. 2 (revolution:revolution) - jeremiah dirt lyrics
[dirt]
evil gets ripped like two hands rip paper
techniques more mysterious than a hardy boys caper
my soul equipped with stainless steel barbed wire
unlike the walls of jericho i will not retire
could never hang with a negative vibe
and like sat*rday night, i come live
these fiends are out to destruct me, they hit up my playground
when the lights are down
but i come back like a super secret agent
only usin’ shadow of the locust spy equipment
i throw out a smokescreen and lure the devils to a buildin’
set up with traps for them
the first room when they come inside
clik*clik*the doors lock and in through the vents come cyanide
[7lock]
boy they tried to sneak it on up from the back
i heard ’em comin
when their sweat drops hit the sm*t
drew out my sword when it all came down
emcee’s by the dozen tried to steal my sound……..
1800 days and i was sittin at home, yo
thinkin’ ’bout the time when they was attackin’ me kid
smackin me kid
wicked emcee’s tried to infiltrate my path
when the hand of the almighty one strengthened up my wrath
flew in glorious flight
locust swarm like j*panese kamikaze in the moonlight
[dirt]
light*they tried to ignite
they brought the wrong weapons to the fight and tried to rain on water tight
i’ve pulled out scripture and seen k!ller boys run
use psalms and proverbs against false religion
i shake vipers off like pual shook the one from his extrimity
then i blow up the vicinity
like a fire brick
so you better get hip
to these emcee’s that glorify the first three tablets
man this revolution is straight up to date
comin’ through the headphones so tight it makes me lamentate
‘masta god have mercy ‘pon the mic inna me hand
give us good range and sight to blow up wicked heathens
‘*you said that you wanted a revolution
so the locust came in with the good sound system
and all the party people threw all they hands up
’cause when we gripped the microphones we blew the dancefloor up
[7lock]
annihilation, the army of evil withdrew they heat
tested by the fire, mans works, they come to nothin
approachin me in the form of an angel of light
the craft of wicked man became futile
and like reptiles, they struck down low to sting my shins
son, the battle was on while emcee’s confessed they sins
and fell short of the glory that shined that night
mad boy 7 lock made that mic ignite
[dirt]
they ran outside to a black helicopter
i got a laser guided missile luancher
i watched the bird fall to the earth in flame and fire
then i check the rubble for survivors
one of the them are dead the other two still got breathe
so i take them to a secret underground bas*m*nt
now i got p.o.w’s
that i tie up to chairs all beat up and bruised
at first they won’t tell me they secrets
but before they die they become weak and start to speak
now i kn ow the plans of the other side
i fax a message to satan ‘you can run but you can’t hide’
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