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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Tha sistas are in so check the front line
Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale, smellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates Aw, power to tha people 'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang Yeah! Now it's upon you! Now it's upon you! Tha sistas are in so check the front line Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block Swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale, I'm smellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates Aw, power to tha people, yeah, yeah Tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it Uh! In the year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang Yeah! Now it's upon you! Now it's upon you! You! You! You! You! You! You! You! You! Yeah! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
The sistas are in so check the front line
It seems I spent the '80s in a Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell block I'm swimming in half thrusts and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy form the sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm smellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm cell locked in the doctrines of the right Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hells gates So I grip the Conan like fanon and pass the shells to my classmates 'Cause the bosses right to live is mine to die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit the five centuries of penitentiary so let The guilty hang in the year of the boomerang I got no prosperity but yo I'm a piece of it So let the guilty hang in the year of the boomerang And now it's upon you |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Uh! Got no card so I got not soul
Life is prison, no parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap 'Cause I jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, when my life expires I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave It's my life for their life so call it a free trade Por vida and our name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, yeah, born without a face Without a face Yeah, I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake tha toxic shock Maize was all we needed ta sustain Now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down wit DDT yeah you know me Raped for tha grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is Luminoso I'm headed north like my name was kid Cisco To survive one motive no hope, ah It's hard ta breathe wit Wilson's head around my throat Strangled and mangled another SS curtain call When I tried ta cross tha white wall When I tried ta cross tha white walls Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide And you say fortify, reaction, reaction And you say fortify, reaction, reaction You say fortify, reaction, you divide |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Guerrilla Radio [single] (1999)
Uh! Got no card so I got not soul Life is prison, no parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap 'Cause I jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, when my life expires I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave It's my life for their life so call it a free trade "Por vida" and our name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, yeah, born without a face Without a face Yeah, I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake tha toxic shock Maize was all we needed ta sustain Now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down wit DDT yeah you know me Raped for tha grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is Luminoso I'm headed north like my name was kid Cisco To survive one motive no hope, ah It's hard ta breathe wit Wilson's head around my throat Strangled and mangled another SS curtain call When I tried ta cross tha white wall When I tried ta cross tha white walls Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide And you say fortify, reaction, reaction And you say fortify, reaction, reaction You say fortify, reaction, you divide |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Guerrilla Radio [single] (1999)
Uh! Got no card so I got not soul
Life is prison, no parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap 'Cause I jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, when my life expires I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave It's my life for their life so call it a free trade Por vida and our name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, yeah, born without a face Without a face Yeah, I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake tha toxic shock Maize was all we needed ta sustain Now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down wit DDT yeah you know me Raped for tha grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is Luminoso I'm headed north like my name was kid Cisco To survive one motive no hope, ah It's hard ta breathe wit Wilson's head around my throat Strangled and mangled another SS curtain call When I tried ta cross tha white wall When I tried ta cross tha white walls Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide And you say fortify, reaction, reaction And you say fortify, reaction, reaction You say fortify, reaction, you divide |
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from Rage Against The Machine - People Of The Sun [single] (1999)
Uh! Got no card so I got not soul
Life is prison, no parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap 'Cause I jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, when my life expires I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave It's my life for their life so call it a free trade Por vida and our name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, yeah, born without a face Without a face Yeah, I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake tha toxic shock Maize was all we needed ta sustain Now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down wit DDT yeah you know me Raped for tha grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is Luminoso I'm headed north like my name was kid Cisco To survive one motive no hope, ah It's hard ta breathe wit Wilson's head around my throat Strangled and mangled another SS curtain call When I tried ta cross tha white wall When I tried ta cross tha white walls Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide And you say fortify, reaction, reaction And you say fortify, reaction, reaction You say fortify, reaction, you divide |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Uh! Got no card so I got not soul
Life is prison, no parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap 'Cause I jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, when my life expires I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave It's my life for their life so call it a free trade Por vida and our name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, yeah, born without a face Without a face Yeah, I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake tha toxic shock Maize was all we needed ta sustain Now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down wit DDT yeah you know me Raped for tha grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is Luminoso I'm headed north like my name was kid Cisco To survive one motive no hope, ah It's hard ta breathe wit Wilson's head around my throat Strangled and mangled another SS curtain call When I tried ta cross tha white wall When I tried ta cross tha white walls Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face One motive no hope ah, born without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide And you say fortify, reaction, reaction And you say fortify, reaction, reaction You say fortify, reaction, you divide |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Flip this capital eclipse
Tha vocal tone has got 'em sweatin' their own apocalypse Yes, rebel of tha grains stand masterless Tha masked ones cap one NAFTA comin' with tha new disaster And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin Are comin' back around again Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns Them devils mouths dry now Mexico burns So here they come one by one them killers of the new frontier Occupy, causin' fear come on Wit the wind below We in wit the wind below Wit the wind below Flip this capital eclipse Them bury life wit IMF shifts, and poison lips Yo they talk it while slicin' our veins yo so mark it From the FINCAS overseers to them vultures playin' markets She ain't got nothin' but weapon and shawl She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzeltal The tools are her tools, Ejidos and ovaries She once suffocated, now through a barrel she breathes She is the wind below The wind below She is the wind below And all the shareholders gonna flex and try ta annex the truth While the new trust is gonna flex and cast their image in you Yeah all the shareholders gonna flex and try ta annex the truth And while the new trust tries ta flex and cast their image in you And GE is gonna flex and try and annex the truth And NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you And Disney bought the fantasies and piles of eyes And ABC's new thrill rides of trials and lies And while the gut eaters strain to pull the mud from their mouths They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south Yeah But we in wit the wind below |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Flip this capital eclipse
Tha vocal tone has got 'em sweatin' their own apocalypse Yes, rebel of tha grains stand masterless Tha masked ones cap one NAFTA comin' with tha new disaster And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin Are comin' back around again Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns Them devils mouths dry now Mexico burns So here they come one by one them killers of the new frontier Occupy, causin' fear come on Wit the wind below We in wit the wind below Wit the wind below Flip this capital eclipse Them bury life wit IMF shifts, and poison lips Yo they talk it while slicin' our veins yo so mark it From the FINCAS overseers to them vultures playin' markets She ain't got nothin' but weapon and shawl She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzeltal The tools are her tools, Ejidos and ovaries She once suffocated, now through a barrel she breathes She is the wind below The wind below She is the wind below And all the shareholders gonna flex and try ta annex the truth While the new trust is gonna flex and cast their image in you Yeah all the shareholders gonna flex and try ta annex the truth And while the new trust tries ta flex and cast their image in you And GE is gonna flex and try and annex the truth And NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you And Disney bought the fantasies and piles of eyes And ABC's new thrill rides of trials and lies And while the gut eaters strain to pull the mud from their mouths They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south Yeah But we in wit the wind below |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
Southern fist
Rise through tha jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous Black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin over Los Angeles Yes for Raza livin in La La Like Gaza on to tha dawn Intifada Reach for the lessons tha masked pass on Seize tha metropolis Its you its built on Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death Shots heard underground round the rapture Worlds eye captured At last is a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from the depth of time Shot four puppet governors in a line Shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot the landlords who knew it was mine Yes its a war from the depth of time Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death War within a breath Its land or death |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Every official that come in
Cripples us leaves us maimed Silent and tamed And with our flesh and bones He builds his homes Southern fist Rise through tha jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous Black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin over Los Angeles Yes for Raza livin in La La Like Gaza on to tha dawn Intifada Reach for the lessons tha masked pass on Seize tha metropolis Its you its built on Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death Their existence is a crime Their seat, their robe, their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns Theyre tha crime Shots heard underground round the rapture Worlds eye captured At last is a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from the depth of time Shot four puppet governors in a line Shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot the landlords who knew it was mine Yes its a war from the depth of time Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Every official that come in
Cripples us leaves us maimed Silent and tamed And with our flesh and bones He builds his homes Southern fist Rise through tha jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous Black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin over Los Angeles Yes for Raza livin in La La Like Gaza on to tha dawn Intifada Reach for the lessons tha masked pass on Seize tha metropolis Its you its built on Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death Their existence is a crime Their seat, their robe, their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns Theyre tha crime Shots heard underground round the rapture Worlds eye captured At last is a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from the depth of time Shot four puppet governors in a line Shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot the landlords who knew it was mine Yes its a war from the depth of time Everything can change on new years day As everything changes on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changes on new years day War within a breath Its land or death |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Every official that comes in
Cripples us leaves us maimed Silent and tamed And with out flesh and bones He builds his homes Southern fists Rise through tha jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous A black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin' over Los Angles Cause for Raza livin in La La Is like Gaza on to tha dawn of Intifada Reach for tha lessons tha masked pass on And seize tha metropolis It's you that it's built on Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It's land or death Their existence is a crime Their sear their robe their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns They're the crime Shots heard underground round tha rapture Tha world's eye captured At last in a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from tha depth of time Who shot four puppet governors in a line Who shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot tha landlords who knew it was mine Yes a war from tha depth of time Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It's land or death |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Come on!
Uggh! Come on, although ya try to discredit Ya still never read it The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like E-Double I'm mad Still knee-deep in the system's shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it can never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown 'Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police, the judges, the feds Networks at work, keepin' people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah! Yeah, back in this... Wit' poetry, my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up, to break the structure up 'Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like takin' photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea, the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work, keepin' people calm Ya know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Uggh! What was the price on his head? What was the price on his head! I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard, I think I heard a shot 'He may be a real contender for this position should he abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism' 'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them, neutralize them, neutralize them' Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow |
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from The Matrix (매트릭스) [ost] (1999)
Come on! Uggh!
Come on, although ya try to discredit Ya still never edit The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like E-Double I'm mad Still knee-deep in the system's shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it'll never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown 'Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police, the judges, the feds Networks at work, keepin' people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah! Yeah, back in this Wit' poetry, my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up, to break the structure up 'Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like takin' photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea, the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work, keepin' people calm Ya know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Uggh! What was the price on his head? What was the price on his head! I think I heard a shot (5 times) I think I heard, I think I heard a shot Background 'Black nationalism' 'He may be a real contender for this position should he abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism' 'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble makers 'And neutralise them' Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! "How long? Not long, 'cause what you reap is what you sow." |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Come on
Uggh Come on although ya try to discredit Ya still never read it The needle I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like E Double I'm mad Still knee deep in the system's shit Hoover he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it can never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak movements cease When their heads are flown 'Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police the judges the feds Networks at work keepin' people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have nots And then came the shot Yeah back in this Wit' poetry my mind I flex Flip like Wilson vocals never lackin' dat finesse Whadda I got to whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up to break the structure up 'Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like takin' photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20 20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work keepin' people calm Ya know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have nots And then came the shot What was the price on his head What was the price on his head I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up How long Not long cause what you reap is what you sow |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
Cmon check it
Through Steel walls Your voice blastin on True rebel, my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set the prairie fires on Make the masses a mastodon path To trample the fascists on At fifteen exposed Phillys finest killing machine Boots and mad guns They pacify ya young Cause and effect Smell tha smoke and tha breeze My panther, my brother We are at war until youre free Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless Yet tha powerful got nervous Cause he refused to be their servant He spit truth That burned like black churches Prose and versesA million poor in hearses Watch the decision of Dred Scott As it reverses Long as the rope Is tied around Mumias neck Let there be no rich white life We bound to respect Cause and effect Cant ya smell tha smoke in tha breeze My panther, my brother We are at war until you're free Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless Youll never silence the voice of the voiceless And Orwells hell a terror era coming through But this little brothers watching you too And Orwells hell a terror era coming throughBut this little brothers watching you too Watching you too |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Through steel walls
Your voice bastin' on True rebel my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set all tha prairie fires on Make tha masses a mastodon path To trample tha fascist on At fifteen exposed Philly's finest killing machine With boots and mad gins They tried to pacify you young Cause and effect Smell tha smoke and tha breeze My panther my brother We are at war until you're free You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless You see tha powerful got nervous Cause he refused to be their servant 'Cause he spit truth That shook heads And burned like black churches Prose and verses A million poor in hearses Watch tha decision of Dred Scott As it reserves So long as the rope Is tight around Mumia's neck Let there be no rich white life We bound to respect Cause and effect Can't ya smell tha smoke in the breeze My panther my brother we are at war until you're free You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless And Orwell's hell a terror era coming through But this little brother's watching you too |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Turn on tha radio
nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off Turn on tha radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Merge on tha networks slangin nerve gas Up jump tha boogie then bang let em hang While tha paraniod try ta stuff tha void Let's capture this AM mayhem Undressed and blessed by tha Lord Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord Shock around tha clock from noon til noon Men grabbin they mics and stuff em into tha womb Terror's tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict oh shit I gotta headrush Sheep tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha throat new cages an scapegoats Undressed and blessed by tha Lord Tha same devil that ran around Managua wit a sword Check out tha new style that Ollie foundI tune in wit a bullet ta shut down tha devil sound Shut down tha devil sound Tha program of Vietnow Shut down tha devil sound Turn on the radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off turn on the radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Flex tha cerebellum fire uh Somebody gotta shell em These evil angels lists hittin tha AM playlist Paid ta say this That one inhuman illega single woman Tha one wit out a room The transmissions wippi our backs Yeah comin down like bats from Stacy Coon Terror's tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict I gotta headrush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha vote Thrown from tha throat new cages and scapegoats One caution tha mics a detonator unwound Ta shut down tha devil sound Shut down tha devil sound Check tha heads bow in vietnow Shut down tha devil sound soundIs all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on tha radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off turn on tha radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on tha radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Turn on tha radio
nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off Turn on tha radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Merge on tha networks slangin nerve gas Up jump tha boogie then bang let em hang While tha paraniod try ta stuff tha void Let's capture this AM mayhem Undressed and blessed by tha Lord Tha power pendulum swings by tha umbilical cord Shock around tha clock from noon til noon Men grabbin they mics and stuff em into tha womb Terror's tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict oh shit I gotta headrush Sheep tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha throat new cages an scapegoats Undressed and blessed by tha Lord Tha same devil that ran around Managua wit a sword Check out tha new style that Ollie foundI tune in wit a bullet ta shut down tha devil sound Shut down tha devil sound Tha program of Vietnow Shut down tha devil sound Turn on the radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off turn on the radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Flex tha cerebellum fire uh Somebody gotta shell em These evil angels lists hittin tha AM playlist Paid ta say this That one inhuman illega single woman Tha one wit out a room The transmissions wippi our backs Yeah comin down like bats from Stacy Coon Terror's tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict I gotta headrush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha vote Thrown from tha throat new cages and scapegoats One caution tha mics a detonator unwound Ta shut down tha devil sound Shut down tha devil sound Check tha heads bow in vietnow Shut down tha devil sound soundIs all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Is all tha world jails and churches Radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on tha radio Nah fuck it turn it off Turn it off turn on tha radio nah fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on tha radio Nah fuck it your saviour's my guillotine crosses and kerosene Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god Fear is your fear is your fear is your only god |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Rebel, rebel and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in hell Locked in a cell Yes, the structure's a cell Mad is the story I tell How long can we wait? Come on, seein' what's at stake Action for reaction If your mind's in a somewhat complacent state Get a check up This is a stick up Our freedom or your life Lord, I wish I could be peacful But there can be no sequel Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em To kick in the township rebellion Yeah, what about that sucker? Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines That fill your mind Thoughts, battles fought And lessons taught Yes I'll display the fitness And flip like a gymnast Raise my fist and resist Asleep, though we stand in the midst Of the war Gotta get mine Gotta get more Keepin' the mic warm against the norm 'Cause what does it offer me? I think often it's nothin' but a coffin Gotta get wreck 'Till our necks never swing on a rope From here to the cape of no hope Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em To kick in the township rebellion Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm (x4) Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm (x4) What's it gonna take? Euuurrrggghhhhh! Shackle their minds when they're bent on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackle their minds when they're left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackled our minds when we're bent on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost Shackled our minds when we're left on the cross When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost, lost! Shackle your minds and you're left on the cross! When ignorance reigns, life is lost! Just shackle your minds when you're bent on the cross! When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost! Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm (x4) |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Rebel rebel and yell
Cause our people still dwell in hell Locked in a cell Yes the structure's a cell Mad is the story I tell How long can we wait Come on seein what's at stake Action for reaction If your mind's in a some what complacent state Get a check up This is a stick up Our freedom or your life Lord I wish I could be peacful But there can be no sequel Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic cause someone should tell em To kick in the township rebellion Yeah what about that sucker Yeah so you thoughtyou could get with the hardlines That fill your mind Thoughts battles fought And lessons taught Yes I'll display the fitness And flip like a gymnast Raise my fist and resist Asleep though we stand in the midst Of the war Gotta get mine Gotta get more Keep in the mic warm against the norm Cause what does it offer me I think often it's nothin but a coffin Gotta get wreck Till our necks never swing on a rope From here to the cape of no hope Now freedom must be fundamental In Johannesburg or South Central On the mic cause someone should tell em To kick in the township rebellion Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm What's it gonna take Shackle their minds when they're bent on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost Shackle their minds when they're left on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost Shackled our minds when we're bent on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost Shackled our minds when we're left on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost lost lost Shackle your minds and you're left on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost Just shackle your minds when you're bent on the cross When ignorance reigns life is lost lost Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform Fight the war fuck the norm |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me
tire me I can see you in front of me front of me Ya tryin' ta tire me tire me Why don't you get from in front of me Oh she's got everyone's eyes Yeah In every home there's a sickening distress Yeah Of roll that film she's a precious a precious one But we're all gonna nah we're already dead We're already dead And those colorful words for tha Laos frontiers man Who passed away with the truth Amidst the eulogies of bliss Who will know now what I know about you Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me Overbearing yes ya tryin' ta tire me Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me tire me So get the fuck from in front of me bloody and undressed We're already dead In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh oh oh please don't die Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me tire me I can see you in front of me front of me Ya tryin' ta tire me tire me Why don't you get from in front of me Ruh We're already dead We're already dead We're already dead |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me
tire me I can see you in front of me front of me Ya tryin' ta tire me tire me Why don't you get from in front of me Oh she's got everyone's eyes Yeah In every home there's a sickening distress Yeah Of roll that film she's a precious a precious one But we're all gonna nah we're already dead We're already dead And those colorful words for tha Laos frontiers man Who passed away with the truth Amidst the eulogies of bliss Who will know now what I know about you Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me Overbearing yes ya tryin' ta tire me Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me tire me So get the fuck from in front of me bloody and undressed We're already dead In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time In a violent time I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh oh oh please don't die Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me tire me I can see you in front of me front of me Ya tryin' ta tire me tire me Why don't you get from in front of me Ruh We're already dead We're already dead We're already dead |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Guerrilla Radio [single] (2000)
Men walkin’ ’long the railroad tracks
Goin’ someplace there’s no goin’ back Highway patrol choppers comin’ up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin’ ’round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin’ in their cars in the Southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Waitin’ for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box ’neath the underpass Got a one-way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin’ in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight Where it’s headed everybody knows I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light Waitin’ on the ghost of Tom Joad Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there’s a cop beatin’ a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there’s a fight ’gainst the blood and hatred in the air Look for me Mom I’ll be there Wherever there’s somebody fightin’ for a place to stand Or decent job or a helpin’ hand Wherever somebody’s strugglin’ to be free Look in their eyes Mom you’ll see me." Well the highway is alive tonight But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Man walks along the railroad track
He's Goin some place there's no turnin back The Highway Patrol chopper comin up over the ridge Man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge The shelter line stretchin around the corner Welcome to the New World Order Families sleepin in their cars out in the Southwest No job no home no peace no rest NO REST And The highway is alive tonight Nobody's foolin nobody is to where it goes I'm sitting down here in the campfire light Searchin for the Ghost of Tom Joad He pulls his prayer book out of a sleepin bag The preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag He's waitin for the time when the last shall be first and thefirst shall be last In a cardboard box neath the underpass With a one way ticket to the promised land With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand Lookin for a pillow of solid rock Bathin in the cities aqueducts And The highway is alive tonight Nobody's foolin nobody is to where it goes I'm sittin down here in the campfire light With the Ghost of old Tom Joad Guitar Solo Now Tom Said Ma whenever ya see a cop beatin a guy Wherever a hungry new born baby cries Whereever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in theair Look for me ma I'll be there Wherever somebodies stuglin for a place to stand For a decent job or a helpin hand Wherever somebody is strugglin to be free Look in their eyes ma You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me You'll see me And the highway is alive tonight nobody's foolin nobody is to where it goes I'm sittin down here in the campfire light With the Ghost of Tom Joad |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Men walkin’ ’long the railroad tracks
Goin’ someplace there’s no goin’ back Highway patrol choppers comin’ up over the ridge Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin’ ’round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleepin’ in their cars in the Southwest No home no job no peace no rest The highway is alive tonight But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Waitin’ for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box ’neath the underpass Got a one-way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin’ in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight Where it’s headed everybody knows I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light Waitin’ on the ghost of Tom Joad Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there’s a cop beatin’ a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there’s a fight ’gainst the blood and hatred in the air Look for me Mom I’ll be there Wherever there’s somebody fightin’ for a place to stand Or decent job or a helpin’ hand Wherever somebody’s strugglin’ to be free Look in their eyes Mom you’ll see me." Well the highway is alive tonight But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless who travel now in coffins On the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now Now Testify Now Testify Its right outside your door Testify now Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Testify [single] (2000)
Testify
The movie ran through me The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Boys who travel now in coffins On the corner (corner) The jurys sleepless (sleepless) We found your weakness (weakness) And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify Its right outside your door With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving, sweating, The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner (corner) The jurys sleepless (sleepless) We found your weakness (weakness) And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify And its right outside your door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Testify [single] (2000)
The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless who travel now in coffins On the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now Now Testify Now Testify Its right outside your door Testify now Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Testify [single] (2000)
The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless who travel now in coffins On the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now Now Testify Now Testify Its right outside your door Testify now Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Boys who travel now in coffins On the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify Its right outside your door With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving, sweating, The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify And its right outside your door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Boys who travel now in coffins On the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Now testify Its right outside your door Now testify Yes testify Its right outside your door With precision you feed me My witness Im hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving, sweating, The skin right off my bones On a bed of fire Im choking On the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball is rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jurys sleepless We found your weakness And its right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Now Testify And its right outside your door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door Now Testify Testify Its right outside your door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
UGH!
The movie ran through me The glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me I'm empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Ones who travel now in coffins On the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Now testify Yes testify It's right outside our door With precision you feed me My witness I'm hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating the skin right off my bones On a bed of fire I'm choking on the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify It's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now testify Testify It's right outside our door Now testify Testify It's right outside our door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Bring that shit in! Uggh!
Yeah, the movement's in motion with mass militant poetry Now check this out...uggh! In the right light, study becomes insight But the system that dissed us Teaches us to read and write So called facts are fraud They want us to allege and pledge And bow down to their God Lost the culture, the culture lost Spun our minds and through time Ignorance has taken over Yo, we gotta take the power back! Bam! Here's the plan Motherfuck Uncle Sam Step back, I know who I am Raise up your ear, I'll drop the style and clear It's the beats and the lyrics they fear The rage is relentless We need a movement with a quickness You are the witness of change And to counteract We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back The present curriculum I put my fist in 'em Eurocentric every last one of 'em See right through the red, white and blue disguise With lecture I puncture the structure of lies Installed in our minds and attempting To hold us back We've got to take it back 'Cause holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears One-sided stories for years and years and years I'm inferior? Who's inferior? Yea, we need to check the interior Of the system that cares about only one culture And that is why We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back Hey yo check, we're gonna have to break it, break it, break it down Awww shit! Uggh! And like this...uggh! Come on, yeah! Bring it back the other way! The teacher stands in front of the class But the lesson plan he can't recall The student's eyes don't perceive the lies Bouning off every fucking wall His composure is well kept I guess he fears playing the fool The complacent students sit and listen to some of that Bullshit that he learned in school Europe ain't my rope to swing on Can't learn a thing from it Yet we hang from it Gotta get it, gotta get it together then Like the motherfuckin' weathermen To expose and close the doors on those who try To strangle and mangle the truth 'Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react We gotta take the power back Yeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on! We gotta take the power back No more lies (8 times, building to a crescendo) Uggh! Yeah! Take it back y'all Take it back, a-take it back A-take it back y'all, come on! Take it back y'all Take it back, a-take it back A-take it back y'all, come on! Uggh! Yeah! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Bring that shit in
Uggh Yeah the movement's in motion with mass militant poetry Now check this out uggh In the right light study becomes insight But the system that dissed us Teaches us to read and write So called facts are fraud They want us to allege and pledge And bow down to their God Lost the culture the culture lost Spun our minds and through time Ignorance has taken over Yo we gotta take the power back Bam Here's the plan Motherfuck Uncle Sam Step back I know who I am Raise up your ear I'll drop the style and clear It's the beats and the lyrics they fear The rage is relentless We need a movement with a quickness You are the witness of change And to counteract We gotta take the power back we gotta take the power back Come on come on We gotta take the power back The present curriculum I put my fist in em Eurocentric every last one of em See right through the red white and blue disguise With lecture I puncture the structure of lies Installed in our minds and attempting To hold us back We've got to take it back Cause holes in our spirit causin tears and fears One sided stories for years and years and years I'm inferior Who's inferior Yea we need to check the interior Of the system that cares about only one culture And that is why We gotta take the power back we gotta take the power back Come on come on We gotta take the power back Hey yo check we're gonna have to break it break it break it down Awww shit Uggh like this uggh Come on yeah Bring it back the other way The teacher stands in front of the class But the lesson plan he can't recall The student's eyes don't perceive the lies Bouning off every fucking wall His composure is well kept I guess he fears playing the fool The complacent students sit and listen to some of that Bullshit that he learned in school Europe ain't my rope to swing on Can't learn a thing from it Yet we hang from it Gotta get it gotta get it together then Like the motherfuckin weathermen To expose and close the doors on those who try To strangle and mangle the truth Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react We gotta take the power back Yeah we gotta take the power back Come on come on We gotta take the power back No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies No more lies Uggh Yeah Take it back yall take it back yall take it back yall come on Take it back a take it back Take it back a take it back come on Uggh Yeah |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching charging feet boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Well then what can a poor boy do Well what else can a poor boy do Hey my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L A town There's just no place for For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching charging feet boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Well then what can a poor boy do Well what else can a poor boy do Hey my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L A town There's just no place for For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching charging feet boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Well then what can a poor boy do Well what else can a poor boy do Hey my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L A town There's just no place for For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Satellites and pair of
mirrors and and a man with out a home With a horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer Silent in error and vocal in spotlights Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet indulgent fluid Oh greed oh yes oh greed oh yes Oh greed oh yes Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects Father's expectations soul soaked in spit and urine And you gotta make it where To a sanctuary that's a fragile American hell An empty dream A selfish horrific vision Passed on like the deadliest of viruses Crushing you and your naive profession Have no illusions boy Vomit all ideals and serve Sleep and wake and serve And don't just think just wake and serve Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Satellites and pair of
mirrors and and a man with out a home With a horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer Silent in error and vocal in spotlights Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet indulgent fluid Oh greed oh yes oh greed oh yes Oh greed oh yes Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects Father's expectations soul soaked in spit and urine And you gotta make it where To a sanctuary that's a fragile American hell An empty dream A selfish horrific vision Passed on like the deadliest of viruses Crushing you and your naive profession Have no illusions boy Vomit all ideals and serve Sleep and wake and serve And don't just think just wake and serve Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire Hey, Hey The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name Sleep now in the fire The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name Sleep now in the fire The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Sleep Now in the Fire
The world is my expense The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name * Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire * Repeat For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Yeaaaaaah Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Settle For Nothing
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But it's one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes Yes, I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No-one's here to catch me when I fall Death is on my side....suicide! A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But it's one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes Yes, I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No-one's here to catch me when I fall Caught between my culture and the system....genocide! Read my writing on the wall No-one's here to catch me when I fall If ignorance is bliss, then knock the smile off my face Yeah! If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later Settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later We'll settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later If we don't take action now We'll settle for nothing later We settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later We'll settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
A jail cell is freedom
from the pain in my home Hatred passed on passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But it's one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes Yes I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9 a sign a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No one's here to catch me when I fall Death is on my side suicide jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But it's one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes Yes I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped To escape from the pain in an existence mundane I gotta 9 a sign a set and now I gotta name Read my writing on the wall No one's here to catch me when I fall Caught between my culture and the system genocide Read my writing on the wall No one's here to catch me when I fall If ignorance is bliss then knock the smile off my face If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later Settle for nothing now settle for nothing later we don't take action now We settle for nothing later We'll settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later If we don't take action now We'll settle for nothing later We settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later If we don't take action now We settle for nothing later We'll settle for nothing now And we'll settle for nothing later |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison
Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cock back tha sling to stone a settler And breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! And now we're alright, we're all calm! This hits like fists bomb with the left and don't miss With the sickest stilo I spark fear like pigs in the park Head crack, I hijack the papers The vapors caught fire up in your mind Come back rewind one time Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level For their lives and my lives were never settled Come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on, come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on Send 'em to tha seventh level! For their lives and my lives were never settled |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison
Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cock back tha sling to stone a settler And breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! And now we're alright, we're all calm! This hits like fists bomb with the left and don't miss With the sickest stilo I spark fear like pigs in the park Head crack, I hijack the papers The vapors caught fire up in your mind Come back rewind one time Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level For their lives and my lives were never settled Come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on, come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on Send 'em to tha seventh level! For their lives and my lives were never settled |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists He's a prizefighter And he bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Yeah! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists He's a prizefighter And he bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Yeah! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! Hey revolver don't mothers make good fathers Revolver! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
no matter how hard you try
you can't stop us now no matter how hard you try you can't stop us now we're the renegades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades renedades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades since the prehistoric age and the days of ancient greece right down through the Middle Ages planet earth kept going through changes and then no renaissance came and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same but there were always renegades like Chief sitting Bull Tom Paine Dr Martin Luther King Malcolm X they were renegades of their time and age so many renegades we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk from a different solar system many many galaxies away we are the force of another creation a new msical revelation and we're on this musical mission to help the others listen when cooper lather la sining in next try and chase like lu nation revelations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations now renegades are the people with their own philosophies they change the course of history everyday people like you and me we're the renegades we're the people with our own philosophies we change the course of history everyday people like you and me C'mon we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' puttin' a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop' cause we're poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk and the funk and not of empty popping we're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics with the bass and the treble the horns and our vocals' cause everytime i pop into the beat we get fresh there was a time when our music was something called the Bay Street beat people would gather from all around to get down to the big sound you had to be a renegade in those days take a man to the dance floor say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker say groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker now groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
no matter how hard you try
you can't stop us now no matter how hard you try you can't stop us now we're the renegades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades renedades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades since the prehistoric age and the days of ancient greece right down through the Middle Ages planet earth kept going through changes and then no renaissance came and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same but there were always renegades like Chief sitting Bull Tom Paine Dr Martin Luther King Malcolm X they were renegades of their time and age so many renegades we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk from a different solar system many many galaxies away we are the force of another creation a new msical revelation and we're on this musical mission to help the others listen when cooper lather la sining in next try and chase like lu nation revelations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations now renegades are the people with their own philosophies they change the course of history everyday people like you and me we're the renegades we're the people with our own philosophies we change the course of history everyday people like you and me C'mon we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' puttin' a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop' cause we're poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk and the funk and not of empty popping we're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics with the bass and the treble the horns and our vocals' cause everytime i pop into the beat we get fresh there was a time when our music was something called the Bay Street beat people would gather from all around to get down to the big sound you had to be a renegade in those days take a man to the dance floor say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker say groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker now groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
no matter how hard you try
you can't stop us now no matter how hard you try you can't stop us now we're the renegades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades renedades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades since the prehistoric age and the days of ancient greece right down through the Middle Ages planet earth kept going through changes and then no renaissance came and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same but there were always renegades like Chief sitting Bull Tom Paine Dr Martin Luther King Malcolm X they were renegades of their time and age so many renegades we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk from a different solar system many many galaxies away we are the force of another creation a new msical revelation and we're on this musical mission to help the others listen when cooper lather la sining in next try and chase like lu nation revelations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations now renegades are the people with their own philosophies they change the course of history everyday people like you and me we're the renegades we're the people with our own philosophies we change the course of history everyday people like you and me C'mon we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' puttin' a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop' cause we're poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk and the funk and not of empty popping we're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics with the bass and the treble the horns and our vocals' cause everytime i pop into the beat we get fresh there was a time when our music was something called the Bay Street beat people would gather from all around to get down to the big sound you had to be a renegade in those days take a man to the dance floor say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker say groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker now groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up! On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on, what you say? i think i can take care of all you motherfuckers don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got no blast, sucker I know you gotta sloud Wowy, are we getting along? we family,we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up! On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on, what you say? i think i can take care of all you motherfuckers don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got no blast, sucker I know you gotta sloud Wowy, are we getting along? we family,we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up! On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on, what you say? i think i can take care of all you motherfuckers don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got no blast, sucker I know you gotta sloud Wowy, are we getting along? we family,we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire (1996)
Yeah people come up
Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around again! Uh! Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around again! Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh Im the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin Broadway like hearses Troops strippin zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, youre history, this is for the people of the sun Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around again! Yeah! Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around again! Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around again! Its comin back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin back around! Of the sun |
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from Rage Against The Machine - People Of The Sun [single] (1999)
Yeah people come up
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh Im the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, For the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! For the people of the sun Its comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Yeah people come up
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh Im the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, For the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! For the people of the sun Its comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Its comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Yeah people come up
Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Yeah! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun |
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from Godzilla (고질라) by David Arnold [omnibus, ost] (1998)
The act of extraction
got you number than number than numb Into your pockets, son They got you thinkin' that what you need is what they sellin' Made you think that buyin is rebellin' From the theaters to malls, on every shore The thin line between entertainment and war The front line is everywhere There be no shelter here Suburban nightmare what you wishin for I'm as tight as the whip The truth feathered and tarred Memories erased and promise gone Trading your history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life and trauma Birthright, culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got your searchin' for The thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here The front line is everywhere Hospitals not profit full The market's pull got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View the world from American eyes The xxxx keep fiendin' for more The thin line between entertainment and war Fix the need Develop the taste Buy the products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in their veins in Saigon And Rambo troops we gotta new paradise, ugh Godzilla pure motherfuckin' filler Get your eyes off the real killer American eyes, American eyes View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothing behind Just stare And live the nightmare |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Guerrilla Radio [single] (2000)
The main attraction - distraction got ya number than nnumber than numb
Empty ya pockets son; they got you thinkin that What ya need is what they sellin Make you think that buyin is rebellin From the theaters to malls on every shore Tha thin line between entertainment and war The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred Memory erased, burned and scarred Trade in ya history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture - Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here Tha frontline is everywhere There be no shelter here Tha frontline is everywhere Hospitals not profit full Yet market bulls got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View tha world from American eyes Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more Tha thin line between entertainment and war They fix the need, develop the taste Buy their products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler To keep ya eyes off the real killer Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture - Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here Tha frontline is everywhere There be no shelter here Tha frontline is everywhere American eyes, American eyes View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothin behind |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that What ya need is what they sellin Make you think that buyin is rebellin From the theaters to malls on every shore The thin line between entertainment and war The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred Memories erased, burned and scarred Trade in ya history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for The thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here The frontline is everywhere Hospitals not profit full Yet market bulls got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View tha world from American eyes Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more Tha thin line between entertainment and war They fix the need, develop the taste Buy their products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler To keep ya eyes off the real killer Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war American eyes, American eyes.... View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothin behind Just stare Relive the nightmare |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that What ya need is what they sellin Make you think that buyin is rebellin From the theaters to malls on every shore The thin line between entertainment and war The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred Memories erased, burned and scarred Trade in ya history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for The thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here The frontline is everywhere Hospitals not profit full Yet market bulls got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View tha world from American eyes Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more Tha thin line between entertainment and war They fix the need, develop the taste Buy their products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler To keep ya eyes off the real killer Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war American eyes, American eyes.... View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothin behind Just stare Relive the nightmare |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
Hungry people don't
stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn Tha spirit of Jackson Now screams through tha ruins Through factory chains And tha ghost of tha union Tha forgotten remains Dissapear to their new homes Tha knofe tha trust Tha life burns to tha raw bone Tha blood on tha floor of tha tear is still dryin Cover tha spread sheets Tha Dow Jones skyin Tha cell block live stock Tha bodies they buyin Old south orde New nothern horizon Violence is in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin been warfare I press it to CD Violence is in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they Check tha high tech terror Of tha new order athletes Peering into tha eyes of tha child already on trial These armies rippin families apart Get em on file Convictions fit tha stock profile All tha while films of dogs Ripping through homes Ripping skin from bones Yes tha new millennium homes Privatizing through private eyes An era rising Of tha old south order New northern horizon Violence is in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin been warfare I press it to CD Violence is in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn The spirit of Jackson Now screams through tha ruins Through factory chains And tha ghosts of tha union Tha forgotten remains Disappear to their new homes Tha knife tha thrust Tha life burns to tha raw bone Tha blood on tha floor of tha tear is still dryin' Cover tha spread sheets Tha Dow Jones skyin' Tha cell block live stock Tha bodies they buyin' Old south order New northern horizon Violence in all hands Embrace it if need bee Livin' been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set Check tha high tech terror Of the new order athletes Peering into tha eyes of tha child already on trial These armies rippin' families apart Get 'em on file Convictions fit tha stock profile All tha while films of dogs Ripping skin from bones Yes tha new millennium homes Privatizing through private eyes An era rising New northern horizon Violence in all hands Embrace it if need bee Livin' been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Yo I was a fiend before
I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Shot grabbed the mic and try to say Yes y'all They tried to take it and say that I'm too small Cool Cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug then I jet Back to the lab without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the another one then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette know what I mean I'm raging ripping up the stage and Don't it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and Thought of Cuz it's sort of an addiction Magnatized by the mixing E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly But back to the problem I gotta habit You can't solve it you silly rabbit The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks I need a fix Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness Beware it's the reanamator A menace to a microphone a lethal weapon An assasinator if the people ain't stepping You see a part of me that you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone Cause I take it to the maximum I can't relax see I'm Hype as a hyperchrondriac cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote something you can't smoke More than dope you're trying to move away but you can't you're broke More than cracked up you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly Uh Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Cause I'm an E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly Cause I'm an E F F E C T |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Yo I was a fiend before
I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Shot grabbed the mic and try to say Yes y'all They tried to take it and say that I'm too small Cool Cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug then I jet Back to the lab without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the another one then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette know what I mean I'm raging ripping up the stage and Don't it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and Thought of Cuz it's sort of an addiction Magnatized by the mixing E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly But back to the problem I gotta habit You can't solve it you silly rabbit The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks I need a fix Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness Beware it's the reanamator A menace to a microphone a lethal weapon An assasinator if the people ain't stepping You see a part of me that you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone Cause I take it to the maximum I can't relax see I'm Hype as a hyperchrondriac cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote something you can't smoke More than dope you're trying to move away but you can't you're broke More than cracked up you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly Uh Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated Cause I'm an E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly An E F F E C T A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly Cause I'm an E F F E C T |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
Wait a minute now
Ha Aha Cmon Wait a minute now Check To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l Never give up just live up Fed upon America I be spittin it up Rippin it up Even amount in each cup To my brothers burning bare feet on black top Whose curled neath tha shadows From the gaze of the cops Whose huntin for 9 to 5s through factory locks Is now hunted on this modern day auction block Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what Te te te te te Huh Back in Flexin and mashin With complex text Fast and in a fashion That snap back necks Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks Huh I be tha fire only Marley could catch Yes I be tha flame in tha cellar beware Where nameless cold millions gaspin for air Tha naked and wageless Scream within cages huh They make you pull your shit Just to get your share what Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Huh go Welcome down with the warrior sound Uh With this mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of tha few In this torn nation Tha priest tha book or tha congregation Politricks who rob and hold down your zone Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes Tha pig whos free to murder one Shucklak Or survivors who make a move and murder one back This mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of tha few In this torn nation Tha priest tha book or tha congregation Politricks who rob and hold down your zone Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes Tha pig whos free to murder one Shucklak Or survivors who make a move and murder one back Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check Ha Aha I be the anti myth rhythm rock shocker what |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l
Never give up just live up Fed upon America We be spittin' it up Rippin' it up For an even amount in each cup To my brothers burning bare feet on black top Whose curled 'neath tha shadows Form tha gaze of the cops Whose huntin' for 9 to 5's through factory locks Is now hunted on this modern day auction block Flexin' and mashin' With complex text Fast and in a fashion That snap back necks Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks Come with tha fire only Marley could catch This be tha flame in tha cellar beware Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air Those naked and wageless Now scream within cages They make you pull your shit Just to get your share With this mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of the few In this torn nation? Tha priest tha book or tha congregation? Tha politricks who rob and hold down your zone? Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes? Tha pig who's free to murder one Shucklak Or survivors who make a move and murder one back? |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles (1999)
Tha sun ablaze as Marias foot
Touches the surface of sand On Northern Land As human contraband Some Rico from Jalisco Passed her name to tha boss She stuffed ten to a truckbed She clutches her cross Here come tha exhaust And it rips through her lungs Shes off fast to tha pasture Like cattle shell cross Degree 106 Sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates Upon the memories of home Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on the loans Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war Of nothing no one nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through historys rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear Shes eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at the mask And now she got a quota Tha needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon Rippin through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence it terrifies And eclipses her days No minutes to rest No moments to pray And with a whisper He whips her Her soul changed to his will My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill Her arm jerks Tha sisters gather round her and scream As If in a dream Eyes on the crimson stream Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor I am nothing no one nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through historys rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here No minutes to rest No moments to pray No minutes to rest No moments to pray No minutes to rest No moments to pray |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot
Touches the surface of sand On northern land As human contraband Some rico from Jalisco Passed her name to tha boss She stuffed ten to a truckbed She clutches her cross Here comes tha exhaust And it rips through her lungs She's off fast to tha pasture Like cattle she'll cross Degree 106 Sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates Upon the memories of her home Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war Of nothing no on nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear She's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at tha mask And now she got a quota Tha needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon Rippin' through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence it terrifies And eclipses her days No minutes to rest No moment to pray And with a whisper He whips her Her soul chained to his will "My job is a kill if you forget to take your pill" Her arms jerks Tha sisters gather her and scream As if in a dream Eyes on tha crimson stream Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor Of nothing no one nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through history's a rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappears Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain. I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel And he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well, he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law And everybody says Shes the brains behind pa Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
I ain't gonna work on
Maggie's farm no more No I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain I got a head full of ideas That are drivin me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well he hands you a nickel And he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin If you're havin a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for nah ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work for nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more No I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well she talks to all the servants About man and God and law And everybody says Shes the brains behind pa Shes sixty eight but she says shes twenty four I ain't gonna work for nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain. I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel And he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well, he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law And everybody says Shes the brains behind pa Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Know Your Enemy
Huh! Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack Think ya know what it's all about Huh! Hey yo, so check this out Yeah! Know your enemy! Come on! Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, that's with As we move into '92 Still in a room without a view Ya got to know Ya got to know That when I say go, go, go Amp up and amplify Defy I'm a brother with a furious mind Action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in Something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Fist in ya face, in the place And I'll drop the style clearly Know your enemy...Know your enemy! Yeah! Hey yo, and dick with this...uggh! Word is born Fight the war, fuck the norm Now I got no patience So sick of complacence With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E Mind of a revolutionary So clear the lane The finger to the land of the chains What? The land of the free? Whoever told you that is your enemy? Now something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Now action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now Sick of sick of sick of sick of you Time has come to pay... Know your enemy! Come on! Yes I know my enemies They're the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite All of which are American dreams (8 times) |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Yeah we're comin' back
then with another bombtrack Think ya know what it's all about Hey yo so check this out Know your enemy Come on Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist that's with As we move into 92 Still in a room without a view Ya got to know Ya got to know That when I say go go go Amp up and amplify Defy I'm a brother with a furious mind Action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in Something must be done About vengeance a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike rip the stage rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Fist in ya face in the place And I'll drop the style clearly Know your enemy Know your enemy Hey yo and dick with this Word is born Fight the war fuck the norm Now I got no patience So sick of complacence With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E Mind of a revolutionary So clear the lane The finger to the land of the chains What The land of the free Whoever told you that is your enemy Now something must be done About vengeance a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike rip the stage rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Now action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now Sick of sick of sick of sick of you Time has come to pay Know your enemy Come on Yes I know my enemies They're the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise conformity assimilation submission Ignorance hypocrisy brutality the elite All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Huh!
Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack Think ya know what it's all about Huh! Hey yo, so check this out Yeah! Know your enemy! Come on! Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, that's with As we move into '92 Still in a room without a view Ya got to know Ya got to know That when I say go, go, go Amp up and amplify Defy I'm a brother with a furious mind Action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in Something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Fist in ya face, in the place And I'll drop the style clearly Know your enemy...Know your enemy! Yeah! Hey yo, and dick with this...uggh! Word is born Fight the war, fuck the norm Now I got no patience So sick of complacence With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E Mind of a revolutionary So clear the lane The finger to the land of the chains What? The land of the free? Whoever told you that is your enemy Now something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Now action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now Sick of sick of sick of sick of you Time has come to pay... Know your enemy! Come on! Yes I know my enemies They're the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite All of which are American dreams (8 times) All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name [single] (1997)
Killing in the name of
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Come on Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Mother fucker |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine / Evil Empire (Coffret 2 CD) (2003)
Killing in the name of
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Come on Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Mother fucker |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya! Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Come on! Yeah! Come on! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Motherfucker! Uggh! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya! Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Come on! Yeah! Come on! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Motherfucker! Uggh! |
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from Grand Theft Auto [ost] (2004)
Killing in the name of
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Come on Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Mother fucker |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machin (1992)
Killing in the name of
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Huh! Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya (12 times) But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Uh Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya (4 times) And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control (7 times) And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Come on Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me (8 times building to a shout) Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me (8 times screamed/shouted) Mother fucker |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
Oh Right
We're gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now baby we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy I know how you want it when you got it tight The girls can't stand it when you do it right When they're up on the stand Let me kick out the jams Kick out the jams I gotta kick 'em out Well I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' now baby And song that abounds and Resounds and rebounds straight off on a ceiling You gotta have it baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've gotta kick 'em out Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Kick out the jams we gotta kick 'em out Alright Alright Alright Uh gotta keep get it up You know you can't get enough Mr Canzy' Cause it gets in your brain And it drives you insane all looking frenzy A liga nigga troll and the crash on the tromp If you wanna keep on rockin' till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yeah Kick out the jams We're gonna kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess
that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Renegades (2000)
I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess
that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I'm gonna kick 'em out
Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I'm gonna kick 'em out
Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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Trackback from :: :+: 자유 쩜 오알지 :+: :: 2008-11-07 16:05:54
Subject : 지금 광화문에 있는 전/의경들에게 들려주고픈 노래
