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The revolution will not be televisedThe revolution's about to go out and get some exerciseOh man, sometimes the revolution just needs a break manSometimes the revolution just needs to live lifeStop bugging out all the damn timeCheck this one out hereThe weight of the world is heavy on my mindThere's too much to do, never enough timeNeed to learn how to lean and unwindTake the days one at a time, be just fineI woke up a little slower than usualSunlight pouring in my room, it was beautifulCould hear that the baby had awakenBut she weren't even crying, she was giggling and playingI got a call from my best friendHe outside and he's trying to get some breakfastHe said he knew it's right around hereSo we left the Cadillac in the driveway and walked thereLaughs and jokes, and eggs and toast, andI got the bill while he was outside smokingHe dropped it back offSwear to God we got to do this more often, it was awesomeBumping my favourite 2Pac songI took a shower, put some brand new socks onTurned the TV off, it's too nice out herePut some clothes on the kids and we're outta hereLetras de cancionesNeighborhood park, play in the sunshinePushing three kids on the swings at one timeLet them run and climb 'till lunchtimePut them down for naps and scribble a couple rhymesI'm in my basement, what?I painted the walls and brought a matching rugSurrounded by records and beat-making stuffJake track bump, drinking water from a jugLater on I'll probably throw catfish in water(?) cheesing it, put cornmeal on itFire up the stove and heat me up some (?)Farm up crispy and steam some green beansI don't bake biscuits from scratchBut listen to that (this is good)Don't nobody care, a lot of grubbing around hereSparkle a pair of juice in cups in the airWhen the sun finally tucks itself behind the starsI launch out of my backyard with a cigarMight take a bike on the quiet blocks aloneBob Marley playing in my pocket on the phoneStreets are peaceful, (?)Slide by the lake, see the moon's reflectionDays are crazy, the evenings flyAirplanes stopped screaming in the skyYoung lady's skin gets warm, she ain't even knowing whyLove starts to gleaming in her eyeChest start heaving, she breathing, the feelings of thenightBefore long she screaming ''oh my God''I take a little taste of (?)And my eyes starts to get to the pits that followAnd I drift off listening to a novelThe revolution is back on again tomorrow From Letras Mania