The Wind of Revolution

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Duke] Fuck, the city streets are raining bullets The wind of revolution screams: "come on do it" Hey, looking at this rawness upon us Makes sick soldiers enter the darkness Begin a circle around the center Of power then break down the whole tower The winner will be the man That grabs the steel by the hand and pulls the damn trigger I warn you when the worldwide weather report gets shaken What-cha gonna do? I choose to be deadly unpredictable Earthquake weather forever