Not That Hard To Explain

i got a deep seeded 
ill rooted type of pain 
the same kind that made kurt blow out his f*cking brains 
L boogie & tupac talking bout elliot ness 
i'm talking bout elliot smith and that pain in his chest 
i've got the same one resonating on my [bad word] 
yes i'm stressed 
even if i know that i'm blessed 

and just like ms. hill 
i'm on those same pills 
feeling [bad word] due diligence 
revel in my brilliance 
now i want every single dollar of my millions 
i pay my debts 
like i've paid my dues 
can't you see my knees 
man they're all black and blue 

and it's true 
i've crawled my way up to the top 
banging on the door of mr hip hop 
unlike you [bad word] hype bands waiting to flop 
just like the next "pop star" waiting to pop 
pop pop pop pop go the stars 
gimme gimme gold stars 

run baby baby, run baby baby, run for your life 
it's our chance of lifetime. run! 
revolution run 
revolution run 
revolution 

maybe you got it twisted 
maybe you blinked and missed it 
i'm on a mission 
i wish you would listen 
you want to change your life 
you'd better change your position, quick 
c'mon get up on to this 
if i was a dude, you'd be sucking my [bad word] 
so all you see is [bad word] and a [bad word] 
what a sick son of a prick 

like everything else this too shall pass 
any day now you'll be kissing my [bad word] 
6 months from now i'll be taking your cash 
and in the interim i'll be smoking your stash 
chief, you flaunt it 
but i'm like pochahaunted you [bad word] my land and people and you'll never rest on it 
never rest 
never never rest on it 
never say never 

run baby baby, run baby baby 
run for your life, it's our chance of a lifetime, run 
revolution run 
revolution run 
revolution