[Intro: Akir & Immortal Technique]

Yo, Tech, it's the last call, baby, what's good?

Yeah, you know, a remix just feels right, don't it?

Before we get outta here you gotta drop one last gem on 'em though fam

No question, it's like the elders told me

No one person can do everything (Uh-huh)

But everyone can do something

So we gotta rep for all the niggas that ain't here right now

On the outro tip, the One Remix

[Verse 1: Akir]

Yo, One Enterprises comprises the artist and the sound

The pen and paper plays my savior while I'm gettin' down

Pray for my neighbors as a favor for holdin' me down

Slave for my papers as I savor the way that it pounds

It's underground, but the blatant vibrations widely found

Facin' the nation, complacent radio stations now

Stop hesitatin' and contemplatin' the way we patient

Start motivatin' and get them playin' the shit we sayin'

Ain't no delayin' in this war that we gettin' slayed in

'Cause time's a-wastin' while we stand adjacent to abrasions

Their fouls are more than flagrant

And so I see the prisons' cages while I pound the pavement

Lookin' for payment, sayin', "Fuck enslavement!"

Usin' the tools of old ancients

Announcin' my engagment to this music that we makin'

Ain't no fakin' on tracks, and we ain't never come wack (Never)

Immortal Technique and Akir, y'all niggas fear it's a wrap

It's like…

[Chorus]

One love, one music

One people, one movement

One heart, one spark

One, One, One, One

One gift, one lift

One stance, one shift

One way, one day

One, One, One, One, One

[Verse 2: Immortal Technqique]

Immortal Technique in the trenches with my nigga Akir

Our family surived the genocides so we could be here

And now we enterprise the aftermath, one in the same

Livin' the revolution 'til we catch one in the brain

And even then my spirit'll return in heavenly form

And wipe the chessboard clean of my enemy's pawns

The Red Dawn Communist threat, buried and gone

So they invented a war the government can carry on

It makes me wonder if the word of God is lost in the man

This is for the children of Iraq lost in the sand

This is for the illest emcees that'll never be known

And this is for all the soliders that'll never come home

I wrote this for Mumia, stuck in the beast

The people who march in the streets and struggle for peace

For hood niggas, born rugged, never rockin' Versace

Eddie Ramierez' cousin George, and my old friend Sashi

Chris from the block and all my niggas stuck in a cell

Paul Wolfowitz, motherfucker, I'll see you in Hell

My destiny's to show the world that the music is real

Go back in time and play this shit for the slaves in the field

And for my children in the future that are waitin' to breathe

People slowly dyin' hangin' on, waitin' to leave

Believe when I'm gone and this album's on a library shelf

I'll be one with God and one with you and everything else

[Chorus]

One love, one music

One people, one movement

One heart, one spark

One, One, One, One

One gift, one lift

One stance, one shift

One way, one day

One, One, One, One, One

[Outro: Immotal Technique]

Yeah, Revolutionary Vol. 2 has been brought to you

By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit

And if you playin' this album, and I'm no longer here

Sometime far away from when I recorded this

Remember that history

Isn't the way the corporate-controlled media made it look like

Read between the lines and free your mind

Revolution is the birth of equality

And the antithesis to oppression

But this is only built for real motherfuckers

So when I'm gone, don't let nobody I never got along with try to make songs kissin' my ass, recyclin' my beats or my vocals

The shit is real over here, man, thank you for listenin'

And thank you for supportin' independent hip hop

The heart and soul of our culture

Keepin' the truth alive, goodnight, my people, goodnight