Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Revolution, artist - Matt Ox.
Date of issue: 31.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Revolution |
It’s gettin' hot, whip up the pot |
I’m on the block, we’re at the top |
Just came from the rock, I never stop |
Just gettin' that guap, that is a lot |
Too much to count, said it out loud |
Big ole' amounts in the safe safe and sound |
You drip or you drown and you hate if you’re out |
What you about? |
What you about? |
Nothin', he frontin' and bluffin' |
I really with hunters, it’s nothin' |
you pose and you stuntin' |
I’m on the run with my cousin |
We get dough and we hustlin' |
No, I can’t trust him, that boy a snake |
I can’t relate, boy, stay in your place |
They on that chase, I’m state to state |
I’m late to say I ate my cake |
It’s gettin' hot, whip up the pot |
I’m on the block, we’re at the top |
Just came from the rock, I never stop |
Just gettin' that guap, that is a lot |
Too much to count, said it out loud |
Big ole' amounts in the safe safe and sound |
You drip or you drown and you hate if you’re out |
What you about? |
What you about? |
(It's time for the main event) |
It’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up (Jump) |
It’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up, it’s up (Jump) |
Up in the mix, in the moshpits (Jump) |
Up in the mix, in the moshpits (Jump) |
We gettin' lit, bass droppin' (Jump) |
We gettin' lit, bass knockin' (Uh) |
I’m with the punks, it’s gettin' crunk |
Tell 'em what’s up, I’m in the cut, uh |
Meditating with a monk |
Everything’s separated from a cut, uh |
I’m getting way too ruthless |
I see vividly through the illusions |
I did it differently than they do it |
Made it out of the dirt, I was in the pollution |
Progress like an evolution |
It’s no contest, you know you losin', uh |
Confess, I’m acting stupid |
They looking clueless (Ooh, ooh) |
I’m protesting in my music, revolutions (Revolutions) |
They don’t get it, they confused, call me Confucius (Call me Confucius) |
'Cause when I said they never knew, I’m speaking fluent (I'm speaking fluent) |
I seeing the blueprint (Blueprint) |
I peeped it, I knew it (I knew it) |
Receive it then move it (Move it in) |
Receive it, recoup it (Recoup it), them bands |
She cheatin', she choosin' (She choosin'), choosin' |
I stay with the clan and that’s the fan, yeah |
Let’s go, it ain’t over, don’t act tough |
I’m with some soldiers |
Don’t repulse, you just a poser |
I don’t know your motive |
I won’t go with the flow and that motion (That motion) |
I rode in, I’m imported (Imported) |
I’m on go, you’re slow, I’m devoted (Devoted) |
Spark it like a slogan (A slogan) |
Steppin' on like they rodents (They rodents) |
Diamonds in my teeth give me cavities (They cavities) |
He ain’t with the team, he an enemy (He an enemy) |
They don’t know what he mean |
But we still perceive to proceed |
Programs you see on the TV |
I don’t think I can believe anything |
Top on top, top it |
Lots of flock flockin' |
Just copped the Hot Topic |
It still ain’t even drop yet |
Guap on guap, guap it |
Sendin' drops, we not knockin' |
Check your doors, you better lock it |
Can’t afford whatever it’s costin' |
Check the stock market |
All my crops harvest |
In the park like I was Cartman |
Out the dark, it wasn’t sunny |
I stayed smart, I’m not no dummy |
I got no heart 'cause they don’t love me |
I stack a bunch, I got abundance |
Got an A plus 'cause I done studied |
Studied a trick to the matrix |
Studied it so when they say it |
I did it quick with no patience |
I took a trip, took vacation |
I made it flip with the bacon |
All this cheese, I can taste it |
All these |
All this energy, I be pacin' |
And my frequencies, you can hear it |
All my melodies interferin' |
When I intervene, they gon' fear it |
Stuck up in a dream with my spirits |
In the limousine, driver steer it |
All my enemies gon' be cheerin' |
I don’t know what ya think, you delirious |
You don’t know what it mean, it get serious |
Say what I mean, like period |
Bitches repeat, you not no lyricist |
They saw me, got curious |
They said, «How is this lil' kid doin' this?» |
(Is that Sarato?) |