It's time to wake up America
It is us this beautiful nation needs to plant the seed for survival
For our future generations to succeed amongst our rivals
The revolution is televised
Came up trynna make a way reaching for the stars
True to my religion the regime all about the squad
Sunday church service I be riding down the boulevard
Arm leg leg arm head, free gods
Ten percent behind the big lights
For the high, eighty five gotta pay the price
Five percent living in the moment, coke dressed in all white
Got my heart on my sleeve I rock the latest fashion
Picasso vision most niggas can't imagine
Sitting at the round table with the millionaires
Walk in the label tell them this our year
I been on the grind o.t
Feeling like the man right now
Blowing kush by the oz
Way to high to come down
Pops wasn't round momma she raised a Soulja
Crooked cops they try to box but can't hold us
Carry the weight trough it all the world on my shoulders
Bow ya heads for the congregation the take over, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods all the other shit irrelevant
Oh lord my Jesus piece represent I'm heaven sent
While you still talk illuminati all that devil shit
I pull up to the party in a wide body with a red Bone looking devilish
King on the throne the upper echelon
Can't reach my level no matter whatever step you on
For the stacks they backstabbers an word is bond
First they ya friends then transform decepticons
Belly of the beast we labeled the monsters
Head in the clouds smoking like a rasta
Original style these niggas imposters
City of the sin dope dealers an mobsters
Soul searching figured my purpose on earth is
Bigger than arenas an sermons pastors at churches
Body looking right but you barely scratching the surface
They love when you down when you got it bitch niggas lurking
Tuxedos suite an ties Martin Luther
Malcom X dressed to impress Dolly the ruler
Black on black nothing less an I confess
Shine bright diamond begets gods in the flesh, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
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It's time to wake up America
It is us this beautiful nation needs to plant the seed for survival
For our future generations to succeed amongst our rivals
The revolution is televised
Came up trynna make a way reaching for the stars
True to my religion the regime all about the squad
Sunday church service I be riding down the boulevard
Arm leg leg arm head, free gods
Ten percent behind the big lights
For the high, eighty five gotta pay the price
Five percent living in the moment, coke dressed in all white
Got my heart on my sleeve I rock the latest fashion
Picasso vision most niggas can't imagine
Sitting at the round table with the millionaires
Walk in the label tell them this our year
I been on the grind o.t
Feeling like the man right now
Blowing kush by the oz
Way to high to come down
Pops wasn't round momma she raised a Soulja
Crooked cops they try to box but can't hold us
Carry the weight trough it all the world on my shoulders
Bow ya heads for the congregation the take over, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods all the other shit irrelevant
Oh lord my Jesus piece represent I'm heaven sent
While you still talk illuminati all that devil shit
I pull up to the party in a wide body with a red Bone looking devilish
King on the throne the upper echelon
Can't reach my level no matter whatever step you on
For the stacks they backstabbers an word is bond
First they ya friends then transform decepticons
Belly of the beast we labeled the monsters
Head in the clouds smoking like a rasta
Original style these niggas imposters
City of the sin dope dealers an mobsters
Soul searching figured my purpose on earth is
Bigger than arenas an sermons pastors at churches
Body looking right but you barely scratching the surface
They love when you down when you got it bitch niggas lurking
Tuxedos suite an ties Martin Luther
Malcom X dressed to impress Dolly the ruler
Black on black nothing less an I confess
Shine bright diamond begets gods in the flesh, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
It is us this beautiful nation needs to plant the seed for survival
For our future generations to succeed amongst our rivals
The revolution is televised
Came up trynna make a way reaching for the stars
True to my religion the regime all about the squad
Sunday church service I be riding down the boulevard
Arm leg leg arm head, free gods
Ten percent behind the big lights
For the high, eighty five gotta pay the price
Five percent living in the moment, coke dressed in all white
Got my heart on my sleeve I rock the latest fashion
Picasso vision most niggas can't imagine
Sitting at the round table with the millionaires
Walk in the label tell them this our year
I been on the grind o.t
Feeling like the man right now
Blowing kush by the oz
Way to high to come down
Pops wasn't round momma she raised a Soulja
Crooked cops they try to box but can't hold us
Carry the weight trough it all the world on my shoulders
Bow ya heads for the congregation the take over, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods all the other shit irrelevant
Oh lord my Jesus piece represent I'm heaven sent
While you still talk illuminati all that devil shit
I pull up to the party in a wide body with a red Bone looking devilish
King on the throne the upper echelon
Can't reach my level no matter whatever step you on
For the stacks they backstabbers an word is bond
First they ya friends then transform decepticons
Belly of the beast we labeled the monsters
Head in the clouds smoking like a rasta
Original style these niggas imposters
City of the sin dope dealers an mobsters
Soul searching figured my purpose on earth is
Bigger than arenas an sermons pastors at churches
Body looking right but you barely scratching the surface
They love when you down when you got it bitch niggas lurking
Tuxedos suite an ties Martin Luther
Malcom X dressed to impress Dolly the ruler
Black on black nothing less an I confess
Shine bright diamond begets gods in the flesh, yes
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Free gods
Free gods yea, hallelujah
Writer: Darius Dolly
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave