Revolution

[Verse One] Edo's the last man standing Smoke from the cannon made your whole team abandon Fasten your seatbelt for take off and landing The game been over cause the lead is too commanding The smart shit, not to start shit The whole country riding is getting me car sick We holding money stacks and gats and shanks is in the closet Taking money out your socks and wallets Make bank deposits, haters is sending me love Shooting flames through my enemy's mug Then paint the town red in my enemy's blood Smoke the sticky, you envy the bud cause you pretend to be thug, nigga Don't drink if you can't hold your liquor You ain't on cause you been In The Basement with Tigga I flow sicker, throw blows quicker At shows it shows nigga Ed O.G., Revolution, off the Richter [Scratch Hook] "It's Ed O.G." "Got the upper hand" [Verse Two] Grab the mic Broadcast via satellite I never seen a sadder sight Than a nigga in the dark trying to get back the light Like getting your assed kicked without putting up a fight It's futuristic as star tech And chickens wanna cling on/Klingon like Star Trek Goals are reachable Nothing is far fetched No applause we ain't done yet 48 bars can get your stars wet Unless we get the same privileges your favorite stars get We on line but don't wait on-line It's a sign of the times in the shine of the mind If you seek you shall find It's like the blind leading the blind Can't write without alcohol and weed in your rhyme Start feeding your mind Before these bullets in your head start bleeding your mind [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three] Yo we can all shine and glisten, don't let your mind get missing This is the time to listen, to carry on a fine tradition In this big rap world, MC's are mixed in Coming off the bench, like the sixth man Now my dreams are fulfilled But I don't sell bricks nigga, I use them to build That's what my mama instilled so I wouldn't get killed Now that the Boston beans are spilled let's take it to the guild Fuck rapping Cause the best things happen To the people Who make the best of what happens Without jaw flapping, scrapping Not enough soldiers and too many captains I got a rare gift Plus I don't like the judge, C.O. or the bailiff An ambulance couldn't get you there swift Beef with us and you're bound to need an airlift [Scratch Hook]