Will and The Mix - Revolution Music lyrics

[Verse 1] There's poison in the food that ya find The government and media are polluting ya mind And believing the news is just proving ya blind Where ever governments hide there'll be my movement behind They tell you, you can't getting in heaven for hate When they're k**ing their own people, nine eleven was fake And what they're doing over seas is provoking their rivals And they're brain washing Christians with what they wrote in the bible Religion's politics, they'll never trick me again Christ is a fictional character, made up in sixteen ten Human beings keeping each other as slaves Mothers hiding sons and brothers in caves And everyone here better cover in case They blow up another tower and cover their face Or shoot another black and never look at the case Obama's sick but you only look at his face [Hook x2] Revolution music, you can't refuse it Get your head in the mind set to do sh** Revolution music when I drop new sh** I'll be in front of the president strapped with two clips [Verse 2] Chances of survival seem thin to me In twenty five years we'll be in the sea Sun at Christmas and July the forth cold And good luck seeing any ice at the north pole And we'll be saying, I'm missing the times When we had food and didn't have to live in a mine Man k**ing off the oceans and they give him a fine I think it's time that we make illegal fishing a crime Boats with nets sailing on the rising tide And you get cancer if you don't keep an eye on the skies I'll bugger off to Mars Because there's a giant smog cloud from all the cars Why don't the governments get debating? f** that! Leave it to the next generation N-Power sh**ting on the earth like they own the air Like I'd rather have power than an ozone layer [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Quit the protesting, it's the time for riots Spreading the word, can't let my rhymes be quiet This is food for thought, never mind the diet It's like the world's starving, your minds are biased The US government find guns amazing They defend their land but banks run the nation You like living well? Thank the sons of Satan They come from hell, pollute the air, suns will bake 'em Richers get me pissed like lots of beers I'll be outside the White House with Molotovs and spears f** you! No more time to make bucks Come fight me Obama you imperialist fake f**!