Shades Of Culture - Eye Out Remix lyrics

[D-Shade] {Revolution} SOC coming again, once again hard hitting We ain't nothing like jackets, only styles that be ripping Break weak rhymes in two, because we're Heavy like D And as we head to the hill with a well built beat The clock, not because we got lots of time for the rhyme and the hip-hop Tell me was it ever thought ???? And when you try to knock Knock I hear you knocking but you can't come in You ex-ager-ate the situation Then you have a cramp to stop and listen Now see it's famous Amos with his head up his an*s But now we SOC, or should I (say) Sort of cuss when we buss with the {fly stuff} You never knew we had enough to get rough and tough Like to puff, where oh where And why should I live in fear from those who don't really care {I am on individual}, before the simple numerals On a piece of plastic, treat me like a slapstick Jokes on you Jack, director's living large and fat Rapping while he's laying down in luxury's lap Getting money in (stacks) because of a (tax) On top of a tax, now what the hell is that We the people as a human race are free But it sure don't seem that it gotta be a slave to pay a fee For this or that, for the clothes on your back Everything's got a cost, for so long it's been like that What's the price on a life when it's taken a presidence Nobody know because they try to close (our eyes to this) CHORUS [Revolution] {D-Shade} I keep an eye out eye out, keep an eye out I keep an eye out eye out, (watch your back) I keep an eye out eye out, keep an eye out I keep an eye out for the knife while my brothers watch my back I keep an eye out eye out, keep an eye out I keep an eye out eye out, (watch your back) I keep an eye out eye out, keep an eye out {I keep an eye out for the knife while my brothers watch my back} [Revolution] Let's see I hit my tow and it was sonic The next branch up on the tree is marked free The rough styles, the boom bap is gettin' fatter Bounce back like rubber, so you leggo leggo leggo Bring back the radio styles that got buried 'Cause the guy who lived at the country store (didn't know what it was) Freedom of speech got lost in the mix It's full of tricks, just check the fine print I'm floating in the realm of another nation So I try to bring it back through mic domination Speak out the words that should be heard by many And plenty to send I ain't absorbing the trend I attract from the front to the back But your styles ain't got the juice to get loose The girlies on my curlies I brought her to a climax If rap was a movie I'd be large like Imax I got something smooth to say But the government's ear always gets in the way Reconstitution of a lame constitution Doesn't constitute, revolution or solution Praise for the eara of terror I represent, gee Paraise for the battle that's about to get bloody Praise for the rides, praise for the crimes ('Cause this Revolution's going prime time) CHORUS [Revolution] Back and forth the crowd sways as I blaze The beats, the f**ing fat track Ease Back Stop dissing the fusion, just listen to what you're missing I put two songs together like fission Not branch, the avalanche, buries beast To carry the bad brain family is very hard You stand too close you get scarred By the positive vibes straight from New York yard [D-Shade] Call me nasty Lou, in the end you'll call me bigger Bigger than the other men behind the mental trigger Telling who not me, what to do, my name's not b**boo Since then I ???? I will try another cool But who, strike two another swing and a miss Time to put the bat down, you're not ready for this Lyrical terror of the era I'm not the only one that's getting kind of tired Of the little bitty drums What the rap lacks is some lyrical content 'Cause then it won't be until they start to pay me Respect that is due, you know respect I give to you Each and everyday, but still you play me the fool Treat me like you want to be, now you'd rather fight Step up step up, I'll take your kid out tonight I'll take your eye out (eye out) CHORUS "Peace, see ya later" [--- ?Greg Nice? **scratched by DJ Storm**