Song Description

mid-tempo groove oriented hiphop song with live instrumentation. james brown style groove with male hiphop vocals. lyrics center around having a second chance in music. triumph over struggle.

Lyrics

(Alright! the time has come to pick yourself up out of the Used Section of every recordstore in America, dust yourself off and demand to be heard)
Keep it on the Q.T./ mum's the word
but I heard a new force is comin' out of the woodwork
company jerks/ a couple of quirks
tryin' to gain the limelight to the level that they once were
bring me the head of every top ten musical trend
we got a message to deliver SUBJECT:REVENGE
some will say we're ready and bound to strike
rock is dead, well that's what it sounds like

Who brought the guns/ why it's none other than Sponge
with a grudge/ comin' off the tail-end of grunge
and behind 'em is Primus now screamin' for blood
of the ones who bludgeoned their money sums
now who's name is mud

To Open your ears you gotta open your mind
despise the competition and let them realize that there
comes a time we must all taste defeat
undermined by a four-four drumbeat
Sit down just pause for a second
Stop the sound, take the needle off the record
forget about what you've been told
pick up the mic and let's revolt

Now what you gonna do? What new sound you gonna choose?
lose integrity to prove your celebrity's new face
not gonna make the same mistakes twice
Obie Trice make way for the next Vanilla Ice
Bobby Brown with his modus operandi givin' a black eye
to Whitney Houston goin' crazy on a crack high
now that's why the cold-product wants this bad guy
his ruthlessness would straight hit 'em like a landmine

So get involved hear the words we're saying
and stand up straight cuz your seats been taken
making sure you don't doubt your abilities
because good always triumphs over tragedy
well many believe that we can do it again
yes defend your name and never follow the trend
cuz you can spend your whole life in regrets and wishes
experience the hits as well as the misses
the greater the stakes, sweeter the reward
so take back what is rightfully yours

Forget the pressure, Forget the critics
keep your eyes on the prize, keep you mind on the finish
because it's truly in your heart to win it son
stand up the revolution's begun
that's right... your day has come

Revolt! To the sound coming through your stereo