[Intro] The revolution will not be televised The revolution's about to go out and get some exercise Oh man, sometimes the revolution just needs a break man Sometimes the revolution just needs to live life Stop bugging out all the damn time Check this one out here
[Hook] The weight of the world is heavy on my mind There's too much to do, never enough time Need to learn how to lean and unwind Take the days one at a time, be just fine [Verse 1] I woke up a little slower than usual Sunlight pouring in my room, it was beautiful Could hear that the baby had awaken But she weren't even crying, she was giggling and playing I got a call from my best friend He outside and he's trying to get some breakfast He said he knew it's right around here So we left the Cadillac in the driveway and walked there Laughs and jokes, and eggs and toast, and I got the bill while he was outside smoking He dropped it back off Swear to God we got to do this more often, it was awesome Bumping my favourite 2Pac song I took a shower, put some brand new socks on Turned the TV off, it's too nice out here Put some clothes on the kids and we're outta here
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[Verse 2] Neighborhood park, play in the sunshine Pushing three kids on the swings at one time Let them run and climb 'till lunchtime Put them down for naps and scribble a couple rhymes I'm in my basement, what? I painted the walls and brought a matching rug Surrounded by records and beat-making stuff Jake track bump, drinking water from a jug Later on I'll probably throw catfish in water Thaw it, season it, put cornmeal on it Fire up the stove and heat me up some greens Farm up crispy and steam some green beans I don't bake biscuits from scratch But listen to that (this is good) Don't nobody care, a lot of grubbing around here Sparkle a pair of juice in cups in the air
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[Verse 3] When the sun finally tucks itself behind the stars I launch out of my backyard with a cigar Might take a bike on the quiet blocks alone Bob Marley playing in my pocket on the phone Streets are peaceful, the croon is sexy Slide by the lake, see the moon's reflection Days are crazy, the evenings fly Airplanes stopped screaming in the sky Young lady's skin gets warm, she ain't even knowing why Love starts to gleaming in her eye Chest start heaving, she breathing, the feelings of the night Before long she screaming ''oh my God'' I take a little taste of her mim-mama And my eyes starts to get to the pits that follow And I drift off listening to a novel The revolution is back on again tomorrow