Riot

Yo Serj, pass me that lighter

Yeah... yeah, yeah!

Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!

The break is over man, I'm back with the ink pen

Like Ali bomaye okay I'm on my second wind

Used to roll dice when the luck was on my side man

Four-five-six, walked away with a grand man

Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone

D.A. on the case like Sherlock Holmes

My old high school sweetheart started sniffin a bone

For the right bag she deep throat, deeper than a baritone

I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected, check it

Like when I rhymed on Big Pun's record, check it

I got a swagger that cut any rapper mind over matter

Lyrical dagger like alcohol I'm bad for your liver

Quiver, shiver body temperature get found in Hudson River

Deliver a message to your miss you won't be comin over

And if you on the street tonight, see that ReFugee logo

We beam around the world like satellite

It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down

It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down

It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down

Neighbors mind your business

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

Come rooooooooock with me~!

I got the music on the block with me

Come chill on the spoooooot with me

And just laugh in spree

Yeah you're right, we got enough for everyone

So get all your friends and your families and come along

Move to the beat that's all we do we got Jerusalem

Everyday we offer praises like King Solomon

Ain't gon' hurt ye, don't be nervous

I'm your guardian angel, know you purpose

And if I look at you low, if I should make it

Believe me, I leave you, show you how to make it

(Hung up high, in the M-I)

(Double-S-I, S-S-I)

(P-P-I, three-piece tie)

(Wanna see me die so the heavens they cry)

It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down

It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down

It's them reggae boys, turn your radio down

Neighbors mind your business

It's a riot! Riot! Riot! Riot!

From the train to the plane, security check

From the bridge to the tunnel, security check

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

I was down in Texas; drivin wreckless

Police stop me, axe me for my license (oh yeah)

Registration so I played him some Elvis

He let me go, then I lit off the chalice

I said if things don't change, we headed for the Arma-ged-deon

And the great dragon with seven head, ten horns, at the Arma-ged-deon

Listen to the choir children

The matterings of all matter

Masters and their extended batters

Internet intelligence for investments for the natural world

Their divestments; truth is knowledge

Although bi-polar if it's attainment is equitable

Man's mirrors face the flesh but hide the spirit

in opposite worlds; vision can only be attained universally

Lamps of varied sizes and shapes carrying different shades

All having the propensity to illuminate

Let's ruminate on realization that the means is the end

The Earth's water is mirroring the stream-of-consciousness

The dead being reborn as flowers smiling through the battlefields

It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio down

It's the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down

(Flowers, smiling through the battlefield!)

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

So we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious

It's a riot again! The world is getting nervous

And so we travel again! Main journey's the unconscious