Lyrics & Memories: Revolution
This song is the second part of ‘Evilution’. It is a statement of victory through uniting with your peoples and fighting against the evils surrounding you. Lock and me didn’t want this song to be as heavy as the Evilution song. So we wrote it as a ‘fight’ song in the disguise of a ‘party’ song (‘and all the party people threw all their hands up’).
7 and me always seem to sound so natural together. It is the differences in our styles and voices that compliment eachother. We wrote this song in the living room of the second ‘locust mansion’ (the one that you see on the enhanced CD of the Plague album). My last verse on this track was actually taken from an old skool verse I wrote way back that I never even thought I would use. We laughed about it because it came from a whole song that was a big cheesy story. I told Lock that I used to think the original song was so dope! But it really wasn’t. It ended up sounding good by using a fraction of it at the end of this song.
This was one of the most responded to songs that 7lock and me used to perform together, we used to have the crowd jumpin outta shoes and socks! I enjoyed it because thats how I saw the song. As a ‘warcry’ that is sung before a battalion of soldiers before going to battle.
I’m listening to the song right now, and I’m laughing some of the over exaggerated backups here and there. The crazy sounds we were doin in the back would almost be comical if they were heard solo. There is a part where I say ‘they hit up my playground’ that was supposed to be enhanced by a sample from the ‘Playground’ song that Another Bad Creation did back in the day. And most of those sound effects I was doin on my own were supposed to be taken from actual sound effects CD, But hey, we were on a budget.
There was a mess up that I still aint happy with. At the end I am giving out a rollcall of some dope emcee’s and bands that we like and I say ‘mighty army drawn up for battle’. But my tongue slips and it sounds more like ‘mioghty ormy’!!
EVIL GETS RIPPED LIKE TWO HANDS RIP PAPER
TECHNIQUES MORE MYSTERIOUS THAN A HARDY BOYS CAPER
MY SOUL EQUIPPED WITH STAINLESS STEEL BOBWIRE
UNLIKE THE WALLS OF JERICHO I WILL NOT RETIRE
COULD NEVER HANG WITH A NEGATIVE VIBE
AND LIKE SATURDAY NIGHT, I COME LIVE
THESE FIENDS ARE OUT TO DESTRUCT ME, THEY HIT UP MY PLAYGROUND
WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE DOWN
BUT I COME BACK LIKE A SUPER SECRET AGENT
ONLY USIN' SHADOW OF THE LOCUST SPY EQUIPMENT
I THROW OUT A SMOKESCREEN AND LURE THE DEVILS TO A BUILDIN'
SET UP WITH TRAPS FOR THEM
THE FIRST ROOM WHEN THEY COME INSIDE
CLIK-CLIK-THE DOORS LOCK AND IN THROUGH THE VENTS COME CYANIDE
BOY THEY TRIED TO SNEAK IT ON UP FROM THE BACK
I HEARD 'EM COMIN
WHEN THEIR SWEAT DROPS HIT THE SMUT
DREW OUT MY SWORD WHEN IT ALL CAME DOWN
EMCEE'S BY THE DOZEN TRIED TO STEAL MY SOUND........
1800 DAYS AND I WAS SITTIN AT HOME, YO
THINKIN' 'BOUT THE TIME WHEN THEY WAS ATTACKIN' ME KID
SMACKIN ME KID
WICKED EMCEE'S TRIED TO INFILTRATE MY PATH
WHEN THE HAND OF THE ALMIGHTY ONE STRENGTHENED UP MY WRATH
FLEW IN GLORIOUS FLIGHT
LOCUST SWARM LIKE JAPANESE KAMIKAZE IN THE MOONLIGHT
LIGHT-THEY TRIED TO IGNITE
THEY BROUGHT THE WRONG WEAPONS TO THE FIGHT AND TRIED TO RAIN ON WATER TIGHT
I'VE PULLED OUT SCRIPTURE AND SEEN KILLER BOYS RUN
USE PSALMS AND PROVERBS AGAINST FALSE RELIGION
I SHAKE VIPERS OFF LIKE PUAL SHOOK THE ONE FROM HIS EXTRIMITY
THEN I BLOW UP THE VICINITY
LIKE A FIRE BRICK
SO YOU BETTER GET HIP
TO THESE EMCEE'S THAT GLORIFY THE FIRST THREE TABLETS
MAN THIS REVOLUTION IS STRAIGHT UP TO DATE
COMIN' THROUGH THE HEADPHONES SO TIGHT IT MAKES ME LAMENTATE
'MASTA GOD HAVE MERCY 'PON THE MIC INNA ME HAND
GIVE US GOOD RANGE AND SIGHT TO BLOW UP WICKED HEATHENS
'-YOU SAID THAT YOU WANTED A REVOLUTION
SO THE LOCUST CAME IN WITH THE GOOD SOUND SYSTEM
AND ALL THE PARTY PEOPLE THREW ALL THEY HANDS UP
'CAUSE WHEN WE GRIPPED THE MICROPHONES WE BLEW THE DANCEFLOOR UP
ANNIHILATION, THE ARMY OF EVIL WITHDREW THEY HEAT
TESTED BY THE FIRE, MANS WORKS, THEY COME TO NOTHIN
APPROACHIN ME IN THE FORM OF AN ANGEL OF LIGHT
THE CRAFT OF WICKED MAN BECAME FUTILE
AND LIKE REPTILES, THEY STRUCK DOWN LOW TO STING MY SHINS
SON, THE BATTLE WAS ON WHILE EMCEE’S CONFESSED THEY SINS
AND FELL SHORT OF THE GLORY THAT SHINED THAT NIGHT
MAD BOY 7 LOCK MADE THAT MIC IGNITE
THEY RAN OUTSIDE TO A BLACK HELICOPTER
I GOT A LASER GUIDED MISSILE LUANCHER
I WATCHED THE BIRD FALL TO THE EARTH IN FLAME AND FIRE
THEN I CHECK THE RUBBLE FOR SURVIVORS
ONE OF THE THEM ARE DEAD THE OTHER TWO STILL GOT BREATHE
SO I TAKE THEM TO A SECRET UNDERGROUND BASEMENT
NOW I GOT P.O.W’S
THAT I TIE UP TO CHAIRS ALL BEAT UP AND BRUISED
AT FIRST THEY WONT TELL ME THEY SECRETS
BUT BEFORE THEY DIE THEY BECOME WEAK AND START TO SPEAK
NOW I KN OW THE PLANS OF THE OTHER SIDE
I FAX A MESSAGE TO SATAN ‘YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE’
(out on chorus)
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The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.
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