The Rev. chords by Esham

  • Em

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  • D

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  • E

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Verse 1
Em
I'm not taking enough medicine,
I know I'm sick in the mother
fucking head
These niggers think I'm nice,
You don't know me very
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Em
well do you?
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Em
D
Em
Check this shit out
As I take a dose of this medicine
Now watch me sin
Take a sniff of this boy,
C
Em
I'm the real McCoy
Real nutty, just like Almond Joy
Screamin' I want that nigger dead
and when you dead I'ma enjoy
Haunting and taunting
the microphone
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Reconstruct your brain and fuck
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up your chromosomes
Em
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Em
On my own since a toddler
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45 bullets swallower
Em
Footprints burn in the sand
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Cause all my shit be kickin'
Em
Just like Japan, chop off your hands
Ya fall off you're done
Who's number one with
the bloody bullets
From the gun,
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Em
that shot the rapper down
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Em
No more will he see the sun
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Em
The U- N- H- O- L- Y, while the revolution,
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has be gun
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Em
And it will not be televised,
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Em
bitch ass nigga
666, bloody mic in my hand
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Rolex ain't worth no fuck
Em
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ing 30 grand
Em
Half y'all niggas can't stand
on your own two feet
You ain't nothin' but a worm who
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needs to be 6 feet deep
Water
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Em
When I'm in Clev eland I be in the
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projects I be smokin' wet
Em
See in' all types of shit things
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that my mind won't never forget
Em
And I am, sacrilegious
And still block indigious
My voodoo's just as true as Andy Palmer
But I warned ya
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Em
The day will come when
niggas will fill this prophecy
And if they ever do you might go
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crazy from what you see
Em
Make you wan na be blind
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Em
Some say I see too much
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But I see straight
through your mind
Em
You brain's so close I can touch it
And the revolution,
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Em
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Em
will not be televised for your punk as s
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Em
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Em
You don't even know, you're stu pid
I shot a hole in my television set
On the presidents announcement
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Em
Cause little do he know,
Aliens is plottin' on the government
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Em
But the suicidal sick,
Mother fucker still livin'
Murder ride driven
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The dead has aris en
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The neighborhood's the prisons,
Em
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Is anybody listenin'?
Em
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Em
Or is niggas just blowin' bubbles
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Em
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sittin' around whistlin'?
Em
Hello, bitch, is anybody in there?
And women don't know they can
change this shit
But they so busy tryin'
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to shake their tits
Em
Money, in god we trust, lust and bustful
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But still don't trust no force
Em
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Em
Beware of the pale white force
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Em
Knock your punk ass off course
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C
Em
Of course, the revolution
will not be televised
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Em
For no punk ass nigga
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Em
Yo, yo I said,
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The revolution will not be televised,
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will not be televised,
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It will not be televised
Outro 1
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