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Revolution
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Family
The Family
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirk Franklin
Kirk Franklin
Songwriter
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donald Lawrence
Donald Lawrence
Producer
Monica Bacon
Monica Bacon
Producer
Carlos Pennell
Carlos Pennell
Producer
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Mixing Engineer
Michael Anthony Taylor
Michael Anthony Taylor
Producer
Sanchez Harley
Sanchez Harley
Producer
Home Box Office Override
Home Box Office Override
Producer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

The Book of Revelations Chapter seven, Verses 16 and 17 (yes sir) They shall hunger no more Neither shall they thirst anymore (preach preacher!) And God shall wipe away (yes sir) Every tear from the eye (yes sir) Get ready For the revolution (Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on) Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop Come on, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! Sick and tired of my brothers, killin' each other Sick and tired of Daddys leavin' babies with their mothers So every man that wanna lay around and play around Listen partner you be man enough to stay around Sick and tired of the Church, talkin' religion But yet we talk about each other, make a decision No more racisim (no), two face-ism (no) No pollution (no) The solution (no) A revolution Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Listen, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop I said, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! No crime (no), No dying (no) Politians lying (uh), Everybody's trying To make a dollar, it makes me wanna holler The way I do my life, the way they do my life There's gonna be a brighter day All your troubles will pass away A revolution's comin', yes its comin' comin' brother A revolution's comin', yes it's comin' A revolution's comin' comin' Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop I said, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! What you feelin', what you want, son? Who you callin' to, son? You know Jesus is the truth, son? The second in the Trinity I know you feelin' him 500 days left, until the new millenium You hearin' him, the trumpet soundin' Christ, the last, the first, the first, the last, it won't pass So don't be caught slippin' brother, don't be trippin' brother 'Cause when I see him, I'm givin it Even when we go they say we move too much We do too much If you step against us Then you lose too much Ain't no stoppin' what we doin' when the spirit is movin' Don't be hatin' what I'm doin' I'm the vessel he's usin' Everywhere I be they try to judge me They try to shake me They try to buzz me But they can't break me 'cause I'm down with Christ DarkChild and Nu Nation make me feel alright Where my east coast saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my west coast saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Detroit saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Dallas saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Chi Town saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my A-T-L saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Jersey saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my all towns saints at? With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! Where my DC saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Nashville saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Newsville saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Philly saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Denver saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Charlotte saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Tampa saints at? Whoop Whoop! Where my Fort Worth saints at? With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! With their hands up! Up, they got their hands up! Whoaaaa-o-o-oooooo-ohhhhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop! I said, Do you want a Revolution? Whoop Whoop Whoaaaaa-o-o-Whoaaaa-ohhh-ohhh Do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop I said, do you want a revolution? Whoop Whoop!
Writer(s): Kirk Franklin, Rodney Jerkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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