Kirk Franklin - Revolution lyrics

The Book of Revelations Chapter 7:Verses 16 and 17 They shall hunger no more, neither shall they thirst anymore (preach preacher!) And God shall wipe away every tear from the eye Get ready for the revolution Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop Come on, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! Sick and tired of my brothers, k**in' each other, Sick and tired of Daddys leavin' babies with their mothers, For every man who wants to lay around and play around, It's important you be man enough to stay around Sick and tired of the Church, talkin' religion But then they talk about each other, make a decision No more racisim, two face-ism No pollution the solution a revolution Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop Come on, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! No crime, No dying Politians lying, Everybody's trying to make at dollar, it makes me want to holler The way I do my life, the way they do my life There's gonna be a brighter day All your troubles will pa** away A revolution's comin', yes its comin' comin' brother A revolution's comin', yes it's comin' A revolution's comin' comin' Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop Come on, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! What you feelin', what you want, son? Who you callin' to, son? You know Jesus is the truth, son? The second in the Trinity Yeah I know you feelin' him 500 days left, until the new millennium You hearin' him, the trumpet sounds Christ, the last, the first, the first, the last, it won't pa** so don't be caught slippin', don't be trippin' brother 'cause when I see him, I'm givin it, come on Even when we go they say we move too much, we do too much, if you step against us, then you lose too much ain't no stoppin' what we doin' when the spirit is movin' don't be hatin' what we doin' I'm the vessel he's usin' everywhere I be they try to judge me, they try to shake me they try to budge me but they can't break me 'cause I'm down with Christ DarkChild and Nu Nation make ya feel alright Where my east coast saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my west coast saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Detroit saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Dallas saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Chi Town saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my A-T-L saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Jersey saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where all my towns saints at? Whoop Whoop! Put your hands up! Oh, they got their hands up! (4x) Where my DC saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Nashville saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Newsville saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Philly saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Denver saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Charlotte saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Tampa saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Fort Worth saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where all my saints at, (put your hands up) Put your hands up! Oh, they got their hands up! (4x) Chorus until end