I'm so sick and tired
Of the shit on the radio
And MTV, they only play the same thing
No matter where I go
I see ashanti in the video
I want some thing more
We are in need of
A musical revolution
We are in need of
How can you make your way through the world today
When everybody is so angry
And what we hear affects our hearts
There's got to be a better way to communicate
So show your love not hate
We are in need of
A musical revolution
We're so tired of the same old
We are in need of
Some spiritual evolution
We're so tired of the same old
We are in need of love
We are in need of love
I'm calling, calling
I'm calling out, I'm calling you
I'm calling out
Doesn't anybody wanna do
Something new
I'm calling, calling, calling...
I'm so sick and tired
Of the shit on the radio
I'm calling all creators in the movement
It's time to offer a solution
To the dilution of what we love
And the greats would be so disppointed
Cause we've sold our souls for what we don't own anymore
We are in need of
Let's start a musical revolution
We're so tired of the same old
We are in need of some lyrical evolution
We're so tired of the same old, same old
I'm so sick and tired
Of the shit on the radio
And MTV, they only play the same thing
No matter where I go
I see ashanti in the video
I want some thing
'Cause I'm so sick and tired
Of the shit on the radio
And MTV, they only play the same thing
No matter where I go
I see Britney on my video screen
I want something more
Let's start a musical revolution
Something more
Let's start a musical revolution
Tell me why
A grown man can rape a little girl but we
Still hear his shit on the radio
A grown-ass man can videotape a little girl but we
Still see his mug up on our video screens
I want something more
I want something.