Performers

Amplifiers & old guitars

Country music sung in bars

& when she sings the revolution`s near

Beauty holds the microphone

& watches as we stumble home

& she can see the revolution now

Dirt & fish & trees & houses

Smoke & hands up women`s blouses

Not like I expected it would be

Bubbles pop in every size

It`s analyzed & criticized

& beauty knows that it is almost here

Beauty goes to her address

She shuts the door and climbs the stairs

& when she sleeps the revolution grows

Beauty rests on mattress strings

Wearing just her underthings

& when she wakes the revolution`s here

& when she wakes the revolution`s here

I`m looking through a hole in the sky

I`m seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie

I`m getting closer to the end of the line

I`m living easy where the sun doesn`t shine

I`m living in a room without any view

I`m living free because the rent`s never due

The synonym of all the things that i`ve said

Are just the riddles that are built in my head

Hole in the sky

Gateway to heaven

Window in time

Through it i fly

I`ve seen the stars that disappear in the sun

But shooting`s easy if you`ve got the right gun

And even though i`m sitting waiting for mars

I don`t believe there`s any future in cards.

Hole in the sky

Gateway to heaven

Window in time

Through it i fly yeah

I`ve watched the dogs of war enjoying their feast

I`ve seen the western world go down in the east

The food of love became the greed of our time

But now we`re living on the profits of crime

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip up on your shit and make sure your pipe`s clean.

When I drink booze put a crown on my royal
Kottonmouth Kings make a pipe outta foil
Put a grip to my lip, dip it in honey oil.
Smoke it to the butt put it out in the soil.
Damn Saint Dog, I`m outta weed again, "I feel ya"
Pockets lookin thin aint got a dime to spend!
Big Hoss is in the pen, yes he`s doing 10, "Fuck the system!"
I smoke a cigarette and try to comprehend.
Judicial system got me wishing I was president
I got a grudge against the judgment that`s irrelevant.
I write a rhyme to attract and show intelligence
Shit, every other night I`m getting hella bent.
I roll my skate to relate to this society, society
No money in my pockets cause they lied to me, "lied to me too!"
No papers to my name, ya see my bong broke, bong broke
I guess that`s why they call me crazy D-Loc.

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

When I grow buds I put keefe on my soil
Put the green in the bing then I make my water boil.
Alcohol and rice roll nice with the coil
Evian in my bong so my water don`t spoil.
Damn Loc-Dog I`m outta drink again, "I feel ya!"
Buds lookin slim, I need a Heineken, "A Heineken!"
My bro`s locked down doin 9 or 10, "Fuck that!"
Step back, I`m bout to crack, can you comprehend?

Placentia City got me witty on this way of life.
I (ride?) a duck, what the fuck, skin it with my knife
There`s a zone in my dome called the twilight
I`m down for my crown each and every night
Well I keep my tolerance, stay inside my flow
Make ya say `damn bro I got to go to a show`
Life aint what it seems, it aint a dream and I aint playing.
But I`m Saint Vicious and Daddy X is saying

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

Now when a read a mag put a grand on my royal
Government lies yo they make my water boil.
R.I.P. to my peeps 6 feet in the soil.
Riverside hometown represent, stay loyal.

No money for the skate no change for the tax
Went surfin with no keefe but forgot the sex wax.
Have a purple friend to help ya to relax.
A one foot glass called the paramax.
Now afternoon to you is my morning
I wake up hit the roach and then I`m snoring
Outta bed around 3 take 7 BT`s
Like DJ Rob Harris kid I`m soarin`
I pertains an ill congested vibe
Makes ladies strive for my bozak
Addicted like prozac. You know that I track em like Lojak.
I`m slicker and quicker, I`ll stick ya like Kojak.
I`m alone upon this rhyme that I`ve created.
This rhyme that I`ve inflated, wont trade it so gimme my space.
Government controls so they hated
Our life, it has been jaded and faded
We`re getting erased.

Life aint what it seems, it aint no fucking dream.
So get a grip upon yo shit and make sure yo pipes clean.

SDon`t learn while you get spoonfed

What are you stupid ?

Believe everything inside your head

What are you stupid ?

Stick to the way you`re born and bred

What are you stupid ?

A bond is a drag in the end

Yeah, you`re stupid, stupid !

These are the words, but they don`t make contact

These are the words

These are the words, but they don`t make contact

These are the words

These are the words, but they don`t make contact

These are the words

Wanna teach but you can`t even reach

That`s real stupid

Allow these deeds to keep up the peace

Yeah, you`re stupid

All this speech separates one and each

Say it`s stupid

But can I meet you along the way

Please, or is this stupid, stupid !

Explain the unexplainable to your fellowman

What are you stupid

Get hurt by someone`s poisonous pen

What are you stupid

Say no words while you wanna be heard

What are you stupid

Action speaks louder than words

Yeah, you`re stupid

Check the pace

Where you used to pick up the pace

Headin` for collision like the dragrace

Remember situation nowhere

Some props "oh you`re tops now, how you on there ?"

Used to stand in the corner, try to get warmer

Bustin` moves, routines, how to be the best performer

Eyeballin`, standin` tall and steady, yes y`all`n

Vocation, what yo facin`, claimin` it`s your call and

Here you`d go, rhymeflow, versatile steelo

More finesse on vocab, like you would perfect the electro

Boogie rookie ! the regular transform to the swivy

Chiefrock on the flock, status becomin` heavy

Always feel the breath of the ones behind you left as a peer

Prize in front hunger overcomes if the mind ain`t clear

Runner up, it`s a runner up

Now, best slow down, like the b in brand nuby

Fame penetrates, then fades, like the life of jack ruby

Succes is a carcass, rottin` like leftover

One day happy as clover, next day flash in the pan, move it over

Then flavor is a major, not the real survivor

Eat a dish, prepare another, stay alive

Revolution`s a solution when the peeps dig the contribution

Hit by confusion, seclusion, makes it only amusing

Runner up, it`s a runner up