Released on March 8, 2011

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[Hook - Reks]

This evolution of revolution will not be televised

Hard to decide if you were right

Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone

Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos

Prisons still tryna hold us

Rebels, where are the rebels? They all gone

Shed tears but why cry, still strong


[Verse 1 - Reks]

Yeah, ghetto misery, over alchemist symphonies

One third of century just ain't making no sense to me

Sending me to cells where hell's real, get name killed

Body for a dollar and who we power and lust

Cowards bust, when coward dust, chop it up to the game

Illegal life cops is living the same

Rest in peace, to Timmy went through his brains

Sorry for your mamma's pain, R-E-King-Supreme

Remember fiends and dreams of good life

Not talking, yeezy whips and chains, living grizzy

Not cus we greedy but needy, man

My city stains my memory

Visions of remains like the "break your ankle" game

Brother get brother, yeah, I'm talking

Able Cain for the paper bane

Hate on your name, pawn in the palm of the system, man

Spit a pawn if you get on nigga swing

You change pass on back

If your name don't crack, niggas is lame


[Hook - Reks]

This evolution of revolution will not be televised

Hard to decide if you were right

Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone

Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos

Prisons still tryna hold us

Rebels, where are the rebels? They all gone

Shed tears but why cry, still strong


[Verse 2 - Styles P]

The evolution of revolution revolting

Me, I'm more alive but the 45 is colting

No religion get treated like assaulting

You can fuck around and your face will get molten

Little niggas is different, they got me tripping cause

They don't know tradition or they don't know addition just

New clothes but they know the limited edition of a new whip

New ship, that's why I throw to deuces

On my Nas shit, I could smoke with Medusa

Ain't a nigga tighter, but ain't a nigga looser

I'm the rebel at rye die, true blue true nigga

I don't change colors like tie dye, soldier

The high guy telling you bye, bye load up

And let it fly nigga then why cry

Big shouts to my nigga Reks bring static

Like Statik until I get a bigger cheque


[Hook - Reks]

This evolution of revolution will not be televised

Hard to decide if you were right

Die, die, shed tears but why cry? It's all gone

Soldiers no longer soldiers, ghettos no longer ghettos

Prisons still tryna hold us

Rebels, where are the rebels? They all gone

Shed tears but why cry, still strong

I be where the monsters at, I be where the monsters at

I be where the monsters at, I be where the monsters at