Revolution

[Intro: Orifice Vulgatron]
Yo, yo, yo
Revolution, revolution
Yo, yo, yo
Revolution
Foreign Beggars
Yo, yo, yo
Revolution, revolution
Yes, yes, yes
Foreign Beggars
Comin' to your shows, yeah

[Verse 1: Orifice Vulgatron]
Yo, somebody said that it was time for revolution
I'm spreading truth, stepping through this age of retribution
Bredders use music as a form of communication
But just a fingerprint away from being a slave, so hold your station

[Chorus: Orifice Vulgatron]
Fuck it, blud, it's time to hold your shit underground
Focus on your strategy and how you're going to work the pound
Fuck it, blud, it's time to hold your shit underground
Focus on your strategy and...
Fuck it, blud, it's time to hold your shit under-
Focus on your strategy and how you're going to work the pound

[Verse 2: Orifice Vulgatron]
I heard a clown talking shit about this London sound
Stepped to his face and ripped his brain out his fucking mouth
And I ain't in a no long [?] [?]
I came to represent my people, blud, it's just a fact
We're past the point of no-return and I ain't watching nuttin'
Move it worldwide but you're on road tryin' to show me suttin'

[Verse 3: Orifice Vulgatron]
"He's gotta be bluffin"
"He ain't a rapper, look at his garbs
Ain't even rockin' a [?] and he's gwan it like he's large"
"Who the fuck is he anyway?"
(Vulgatron!)
Learn the name, I turn verse on paper
Words burn the flame