The book of Chapter 7, 16 and 17 (Yes Sir) 'They hunger no more Neither shall they thirst (Preach, Preacher)
'For God shall away (Yes sir) Every tear from eye (Yes sir) Get for a revolution' (Come on, come on, on, come on, come on) you say, uh
(Whoa, whoa) Do you want a (Whoop whoop) Do you want a (Whoop whoop)
(Whoa, whoa) Do you want a (Whoop whoop) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop)
Sick and of my brothas killin' each other Sick and tired of daddies leavin' babies with their To every man who wants to lay around and around Listen partner, you be man enough to stay
Sick and of the church talkin' religion And yet, they talk each other, makin' decisions No more racism, two-facism, no pollution, the A
(Whoa, whoa) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop)
(Whoa, whoa) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop) Do you want a (Whoop whoop)
No crime, no dying, politicians lying, trying To make a it makes me wanna holler The way do my life, they way they do my life
There's gonna be a day, all your troubles will pass away A comin', yes it's comin', comin' Revolution's comin', yes comin', revolution's comin', comin'
(Whoa, whoa) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop)
(Whoa, whoa) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop) Do you want a (Whoop whoop)
Say, what you feelin'? you want son? Who you callin' to son? You know is the true son The second in the trinity, I you feelin' Him Five hundred left until the new millenium
You 'em, trumpets and the sky cracks The last, the first the first, the last and pass So don't be caught slippin' brotha, don't be trippin' when I see 'em [Incomprehensible] brotha
Everywhere we go, we say we move too much, we do too And if you step against us you lose too much Ain't no stoppin' what we doin' the spirit is movin' Don't be what I'm doin', I'm the vessel He's usin'
Everywhere I be they try to me try to shake me, they try to budge me But they can't break me, I'm down with Christ Darkchild and Nu Nation, ya feel alright
my east coast saints at? (Whoop whoop) Where my west coast at? (Whoop whoop) Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop) Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop)
Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop) my A T L saints at? (Whoop whoop) Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop) my Uptown saints at? (Whoop whoop)
Oh, my preachers at? (With their up) they got 'em (Up, got their hands up)
Oh, my saints at? (With their up) Where got 'em (Up, got their hands up)
Oh, where my at? (With their up) Where got 'em (Up, got their hands up)
Oh, my niggas at? (With hands up) they got 'em (Up, they got hands up)
Oh, where my at? (With hands up) Oh (Up, they got their up)
Oh, where the at? (With hands up) Oh up (Up, they got their up)
Oh, where my at? (With hands up) Where got 'em (Up, got their hands up)
Oh, my folk at? (With their up) Oh (Up, they got hands up)
Where my D C at? (Whoop whoop) my Nashville saints at? (Whoop whoop) Where my Houston at? (Whoop whoop) Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop)
Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop) my Charlotte saints at? (Whoop whoop) Where my saints at? (Whoop whoop) my Fort Worth saints at?
All my real loud saints, your hands up (With there up) Throw your hands up, your hands up (Up, they got hands up)
All my loud saints, throw your hands up (With there up) Throw your hands up, throw hands up (Up, got there hands up)
All my real saints, lift your hands up (With there up) Lift your up, lift your hands up (Up, they got hands up)
All my loud saints, lift your hands up (With hands up) your hands up, lift your hands up (Up, they got there up)
(Whoa, whoa) Do you want a (Whoop whoop) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop)
(Whoa, whoa) Do you a revolution? (Whoop whoop) Do you want a (Whoop whoop)
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