Тональность: B minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
D
Am
Dm
D
Am
Dm
D
Am
Dm
D
Verse 1
Fm
This evolution and revolution
will not be televised
Hard to decide if you were right, die, die
Cm
Shed tears, why cry?
So gone
Fm
Soldiers no longer soldiers,
ghettos no longer ghettos
Prison still trying to hold us
Rebels, where are all the rebels?
Are y 'all gone?
Cm
Shed tears, but why cry?
Ghetto misery over alchemist symphonies
One -third of century
just ain't makin' no sense to me
Sendin' me to cells where hell's real,
get name killed
Body for a dollar and who
we powerin' lust
Coward bust with coward dust
Chop it up to the game, a legal life
Cops is livin' the same
Rest in peace to Timmy,
went through his brain
Sorry for your momma's pain,
R .E. King Supreme
Remember fiends and dreams of good life
Not talking easy whips and chains
Living grizzly,
not cause we greedy but needy, man
My city stains, my memory,
visions of remains
Black to break your ankle game
Brother kill brother, yup
I'm talking Abel Cain
Fuck the paper fame, hate on your name
Pawn in the palm of the system, man
Spit upon if you get on,
Cm
niggas swearin' you changed
Pass on back if your name
don't crack,
Fm
niggas, it's lame
This evolution of revolution
will not be televised
It's hard to decide if you were right,
die, die
Sh -sh -sh -shed tears, vroom,
vroom, vroom, why cry?
Fm
Soldiers no longer soldiers,
ghettos no longer ghettos
Prison still trying to hold us,
rebels, where are all the rebels?
They all gone
Sh -sh -shed tears, vroom, why cry?
Still strong
The evolution of revolution revolting
Me and Mo alive, but the 45 is colting
No religion, you're treated like a sultan
You can fuck around in your
face and get molten
Little niggas is different,
they got me trippin'
Cause they don't know tradition,
or they don't know addition
Just new clothes,
but they know the limited edition
Of a new whip, new shit,
that's why I throw the deuces
On my Nas shit,
I can smoke with Medusa
Ain't a nigga tighter,
but ain't a nigga looser
I'm the rebel at Rye
Cm
Dye, true blue, true nigga
Fm
I don't change colors like tie dye, soldier
The high guy tellin' you bye bye, load up
And let it slide, nigga, then why cry
Big shout to my nigga Rex
Cm
Bring static like static
Until I get a bigger check
Fm
This evolution of revolution
Will not be televised
Hard to decide if you were right
Cm
Die, die, shed tears, why cry?
Fm
So gone, soldiers no longer soldiers
Ghettos no longer ghettos
Prison still trying to hold us
Rebels, where are all the rebels?
They all gone, shed tears,
Cm
Fm
why cry?
I'll be where the monsters at
Cm
Fm
I'll be where the monsters at
Outro 1
I'll be where the monsters at
Fm
Cm
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