i got a deep seeded ill rooted type of pain the same kind that made kurt blow out his f*cking brains L boogie & tupac talking bout elliot ness i'm talking bout elliot smith and that pain in his chest i've got the same one resonating on my breasts yes i'm stressed even if i know that i'm blessed
and just like ms. hill i'm on those same pills feeling damn due diligence revel in my brilliance now i want every single dollar of my millions i pay my debts like i've paid my dues can't you see my knees man they're all black and blue
and it's true i've crawled my way up to the top banging on the door of mr hip hop unlike you fucking hype bands waiting to flop just like the next "pop star" waiting to pop pop pop pop pop go the stars gimme gimme gold stars
run baby baby, run baby baby, run for your life it's our chance of lifetime. run! revolution run revolution run revolution
maybe you got it twisted maybe you blinked and missed it i'm on a mission i wish you would listen you want to change your life you'd better change your position, quick c'mon get up on to this if i was a dude, you'd be sucking my dick so all you see is tits and a clit what a sick son of a prick
like everything else this too shall pass any day now you'll be kissing my ass 6 months from now i'll be taking your cash and in the interim i'll be smoking your stash chief, you flaunt it but i'm like pochahaunted you fuck my land and people and you'll never rest on it never rest never never rest on it never say never
run baby baby, run baby baby run for your life, it's our chance of a lifetime, run revolution run revolution run revolution