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1. _ Hey
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2. _ Revolver
His spit is worth more than her work Pass the purse to the pugilist He's a prizefighter He brought 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 A potless domain Hiders festerning hopes she's certain there's more pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver more free lyrics |
3. _ Born Of A Broken Man
My fears hunt me down Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my in the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man But not a broken man Like autumn leaves His sense fell from him An empty glass of himself Shattered somewhere within His thoughts like a hundred moths Trapped in a lampshade Somewhere within Their wings banging and burning On through endless nights Forever awake he lies shaking and starving Praying for someone to turn off the light Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man But not a broken man more free lyrics |
4. _ Maria
Tha sun ablaze as Maria's foot Touches tha 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 pasture Like cattle she'll cross Degree 106 Sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates Upon tha memories of home Of yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones Of granes 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 history's rivers of blood She regenerates And like tha sun dissapears only to reappear She's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but there 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 Dicon 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 wips her Her soul chained to his will "My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill" Her arms jerks Tha sisters gather round 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 an skies And she radiates And through history's rivers of blood She regenerates And like tha sun dissapears only to reappear Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here more free lyrics |
5. _ Bullet In The Head
This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When ya blood was read That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised So serene on the screen You was mesmerised Cellular phones soundin' a death tone Corporations cold Turn ya to stone before ya realise They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Yeah Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Run it! (Guitar solo) Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Check-a, check-a, check it out They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds No escape from the mass mind rape Play it again jack and then rewind the tape And then play it again and again and again Until ya mind is locked in Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya They say jump and ya say how high Ya brain-dead Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Yeah Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Uggh! Yeah! Yea! Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head (8 times, building to a shout) A bullet in ya head (7 times, shouted/screamed) Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head! Yeah! Yeah! (Sustained to end of drum roll) more free lyrics |
6. _ Calm Like A Bomb
I be walkin' god like a dog My narrative fearless My word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris Steel from a furnace I was born landless It's tha native son Born of Zapata's guns Stroll through tha shanties And tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry But with different last names These voltures rob everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point tha globe Yes tha pictures tha same There's a bank a church a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan a child dead at birth There's a widow pig parrot A rebel to tame A whitehooded judge And a syringe and a vein And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard Calm like a bomb This ain't subliminal Feel tha crtitical mass approach horizon Tha pulse of tha condemned Sound off America's demise Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires Back through tha shanties and tha cities remains Tha same bodies buried hungry But with different last names These vultures rob everyone Leave nothing but chains Pick a point here at home And tha picture's tha same There's a field full of slaves Some corn and some debit There's a ditch full of bodies Tha check for tha rent There's a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone Tha numb black screen That be feelin' like home And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard Calm like a bomb There's a mass without roofs A prison to fill A country's soul that reads post no bills A strike and aline of cops outside of tha mill There's a right to obey And a right to kill more free lyrics |
7. _ Bulls On Parade
come wit it now this microphone explodes shatterin the molds etiher drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode with that sure shot sure ta make the bodies drop drop and don't copy yo don't call this a co-opt terror reigns drenching quenchin the thirst of power dons that five sided fist-a-gon tha rotten sore on the facde of mother gets bigger the trigger's cold empty ya purse rally round the family with a pocket full of shells they rally round the family with a pocket full of shells Weapons not home not food not shoes not need just feed tha war canibal animal I walk corner to the rubble that used to be a library line up to the mind's cemitary now what we don't know keeps the contract's alive and movin they don't gotta burn the boooks they just remove while arms wharehouses fill as quick as the cell rally round the family with a pocket full of shells they rally round the family with a pocket full of shells come wit it now BULLS ON PARADE more free lyrics |
8. _ Guerilla Radio
Transmission third world war third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured A silent play on the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The camera's eye on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? A spectacle monopolized They hold the reins and stole your eyes The fistagons bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks Who staff the party ranks More for Gore or the son of a drug lord None of the above fuck it cut the cord Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio Contact I highjack the frequencies Blockin' the beltway Move on DC Way past the days of bombin' mc's Sound off Mumia Guan be free Who gottem yo check the federal file All you pen devils know the trial was vile An army of pigs trying to silence my style Off 'em all out that box it's my radio dial Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out guerilla radio It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime What better place than here What better time than now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now more free lyrics |
9. _ Tire Me
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 A mess! Overbearing yes ya tryin' ta tire me A mess! Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me So get the fuck from in front of me Nah let's see it broken, bloody and undressed! We're already dead! (Guitar solo) In a violent time (whisper) I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh 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! more free lyrics |
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10. _ Renegades Of Funk
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop this now
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop this now
Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece
On down through the Middle Ages
When the earth kept going through changes
There's a business going on, cars continue to change
Nothing stays the same, there were always renegades
Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Payne
Like Martin Luther King, Malcom X
They were renegades of the atomic age
So many renegades
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11. _ Beautiful World
It's a beautiful world we live in A sweet romantic place Beautiful people everywhere The way they show they care Makes me want to say It's a beautiful world Oh a beautiful world For you It's a wonderful time to be here It's nice to be alive Wonderful people everywhere The way they come they're here Makes me want to say It's a wonderful place Oh what a wonderful place For you (5 times) Not me more free lyrics |
12. _ Wake Up
Although ya try to descret it Ya still never edit The needle I 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 you a dose but it could never come close to the rage Built up inside a me Fist in the air in the land of hypocracy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak movements sieze 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 they spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot With poetry my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lack and dat finesse Wadda I got ta Wadda I got to do to wake you up To shake you up to shake ure structure up Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like taking photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the grove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yeah, the group of several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya betta 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 Urrrgh What was the price on his head What was the price on his head I think I heard a shot x5 I think I heard, I think I heard a shot Black Nationalism He may be a brave contenner for this position Should he aband it supposed obidiance to the white litteral docteren of non- violence And embrace black nationalism Through counter intellence it should be possible to pinpoint potentiona trouble-makers and nuetrilize them x4 Wake up x8 How long, not long Cause what you reap is what you saw more free lyrics |
13. _ Freedom
Uggh! Pull, pull Wuh! Come on! Uggh! Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list Al live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Come on! The militant poet in once again, check it It's set up like a deck of cards They're sending us to early graves For all the diamonds They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades With poetry I paint the pictures that hit More like the murals that fit Don't turn away Get in front of it Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesn't that make it three in a row? Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift" Come on! Uggh! (Guitar solo) Check that! Uggh! Come on Yeah Uggh Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on 'Cause they're counting backwards to zero Environment The environment exceeding on the level Of our unconciousness For example What does the billboard say Come and play, come and play Forget about the movement Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift" Yeeeaaahhhh! Uggh! Awww, bring that shit in! Uggh! Hey! Freedom...yea... Freedom...yea right... Freedom...yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea right! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea! Right! more free lyrics |
14. _ Fuck The Police
Good Evening, We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message to uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia. Here's something nice and friendly, Here's something nice and friendly, Here's something nice and friendly, and it goes something like this. Fuck tha police, Comin straight from the underground. Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown, And not the other color so police think, They have the authority to kill a minority. Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one, For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun, To be beatin on, and throwin in jail. We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell. Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager, With a little bit of gold and a pager. Searchin my car, lookin for the product. Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics. You'd rather see me in the pen, Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo. Beat tha police outta shape, And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape, To mark off the scene of the slaughter. No controller, bread and water. A young nigga on a warpath, And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath, Of cops, dyin in L. A. Yo, I got somethin to say. Fuck the police, Comon! Off, What? Fuck the police, Yeah! Comon! Fuck tha police, Yeah. Fuck The police, Comin straight from the underground. Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown, And not the other color so police think, They have the authority to kill a minority. Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one, For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun, To be beatin on, and throwin in jail. We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell. Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager, With a little bit of gold and a pager. Searchin my car, lookin for the product. Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics. You'd rather see me in the pen, Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo. Beat tha police outta shape, And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape, To mark off the scene of the slaughter. No controller, bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what, Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none. But don't let it be a black and a white one. Cuz they slam ya down to the street top, Black police showin out for the white cop. Yeah, my brothas will swarm, On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform. Just cuz we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me. Hey! Punk on a warpath, And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath, Of cops, dyin in L. A. Hey yo, We got somethin to say. Fuck the police, Comon, sing that shit, Right now, Comon! Comon! One more time, Here we go, here we go, Comon! One More, We gotta do it, right now, Yeah, Check it out. more free lyrics |
15. _ Vietnow
Turn off tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only god On tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only god On tha radio, nah fuck it Your savior's my guillotine Crosses and kerosine Merge on tha networks Slagin' nerve gas Up jump tha boogie then bang, Let'em hang While tha paranoid try ta stuff tha void Let's capture this am mayhem Undressed, and blessed by the lord Tha power pedulum swings by tha umbillical cord Shock around the clock From noon 'til noon Men grabbin' they mics And stuff 'em into tha womb Terror tha product ya push Well i'm a truth addict Oh shit I gotta head rush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats Undressed and blesses by tha lord Tha same devil that run around Managua wit a sword Check tha new style that Ollie found I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down Tha devil sound Tha program of vietnow Flex tha cerebellum Fire Somebody gotta shell 'em Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am Playlist, paid ta say this That one inhuman, illegal, single woman Tha one wit out a room The transmission wippin' our backs Comin' down like bats from stacy coon Terror tha product ya push Well i'm a truth addict, oh shit I got a head rush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes Throw from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats One caution tha mics a detonate unwound ta Shutdown tha devil sound Check tha heads bow in vietnow Is all the world jails and churches? Is all the world jails and churches? Is all the world jails and churches? Is all the world jails and churches? Is all the world jails and churches? Is all the world jails and churches? more free lyrics |
16. _ My Time
1 2 this on? Hah! Yo Jimmy hit me with that Triple H! Yeah you let the music keep playing Mr Dumb SSSSSSSSSSSH*T! Yo tell 'em whos time it is now Yeah just kickin it up here Its our time yo! here comes trouble!!!!.... Not gonna listen to anybody tell me who and what to be! Not tryin to be like anybody tired of playin make believe Cuz I lead the blind, The blind lead the blind MY TIME OUR TIME our time its time MY TIME OUR TIME OUR TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME Not lookin back cuz you've had enough You dont know what trouble is But when the game of politics, Sissy talk one time with ya mind with ya mind with ya mind All these rules, Stupid rules! Yo had enough of this! ALL YOUR STUPID RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yo you keep your finger of the switch, Dun ALL YOUR STUPID RULES!!!!!!!! Dont you understand your own dillusion? ALL YOUR STUPID RULES Now, Dont you understand your own confusion? ALL YOUR STUPID RULES Make up a fantasy in your little mind Follow me like the blind lead the blind ALL YOUR STUPID RULES Follow me like the blind lead the blind! Yo the years went by live your lives The march that suits McMahon Give us a shout we'll give ya nothing The smart one the mellow one the easy one Wants our time now Its our time now You know its our time now, Let the trouble set you free!!!!!!!!!!! Hah! Yo Dun, Keep your finger off the switch Its our time! Its our time! ITS OUR TIME FOR THE......... GRAB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You know Ive had enough of this! You know Ive had enough of this Who um...... Whos sleeping with who around here? Ive had enough of this You know Ive had enough of this! Ive had enough of this Yeah!!! The years went by live your lives, The march that suits McMahon Give us the show, we'll give you nothing The smart one, The responsible one, The easy one, The mellow one well its our time.... Its our time! Its my time! ITS OUR TIME FOR THE........ GRAB!!!!!!!!!!!!! You will find out what trouble is You will..... Mark my words... Find out....... What trouble.....Is Yo tell me something? Who's sleeping with who? Does anybody know whos sleeping with who....? more free lyrics |
17. _ Sleep Now In The Fire
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 I'm 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 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 Yeaaaaaah Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire more free lyrics |
18. _ Born As Ghosts
The hills find peace Locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams Of the children born as ghosts Gates guns and alarms Shape the calm of the dawn Peering down into the basin Where death lives on Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast Their walls deny the terror faced by the children Born as ghosts Born as ghosts One book and forty ghosts Stuffed in a room The school as a tomb Where home is a wasteland Taste the razor wire And thought is locked in the womb The tales that shocks the lives off the screen Born as ghosts more free lyrics |
19. _ Down Rodeo
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 She's got everyone's eyes In every home there's a sickening distress 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 colourful words for tha Laos frontiersman Who passed away with the truth Amidst tha eulogues of bliss Who will know now what I know about you Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess .........a mess Nah let's see it broken, bloody, and undressed We're already dead! 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 We're already dead more free lyrics |
20. _ Killing In The Name
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 (11 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 Uggh! 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! (Guitar solo: 'Yeah! Come on!') Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me (8 times spoken becoming a shout by the 8th time) Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! (8 times, shouted) Motherfucker! Uggh! more free lyrics |
21. _ Testify
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 still 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 Now traveling in coffins But on the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside our door Now testify 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 My 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 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 more free lyrics |
22. _ Roll Right
Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen From the basement I'm dwellin' in I ____ 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! Send 'em to tha seventh level! Send 'em to tha seventh level! Send 'em to tha seventh level! For their lives and my lives were never settled more free lyrics |
23. _ Fistfull Of Steel
Huh! Check it...uggh! Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin' Some speak the sounds But speak in silent voices Like radio is silent Though it fills the air with noises Its transmissions bring submission As ya mold to the unreal And mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question) It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins If ya will it, I will spill it And ya out just as quick as ya came Not a silent one But a defiant one Never a normal one 'Cause I'm the bastard son With the visions of the move Vocals not to soothe But to ignite and put in flight My sense of militance Groovin', playin' this game called survival The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin' Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin' Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question) Ahh shit And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin` Yeah! Come on! A .44 full of bullets Face full of pale Eyes full of empty A stare full of nails The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel A mind full of fire And a fistful of steel And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin' Yeah! Wit' a fistful of steel! Come on! Uggh! Wit' a fistful of steel! Uggh! more free lyrics |
24. _ Snakecharmer
Satellites and, pair of mirrors and, and a man without a home With a horse, and a rider, and a clever, cunning killer Silent in error and vocal in spotlights Lying always, suckin on a bottle of, that sweet, indulgent fluid Oh greed, oh yes, oh greed, oh yes! Oh greed oh yes Yeah! Yeah! (Left channel - 26 years in this stage Yeah! you're 26 years in this stage) Yeah! Your frienship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects You! Yes you! (Guitar solo) 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! (Left channel - 26 years in this stage Yeah! you're 26 years in this stage) Yeah! Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects You! Interested in you, interested in you Interested in you, interested in you (to end) more free lyrics |
25. _ Settle For Nothing
a jail cell is freedom from the pain in my homer hatred passed on, passed on,passed a world of violent rage but its one that i can recognize having ever seen the color of my father's eyes yes i dwell in hell but its a hell that i can grip i tried to grip my family but i slipped to escape from the pain and an existence mundane i gotta 9 a sing a set and now i gotta name read my writing on the wall no one's ever catch me when i fall but 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 its one that i can recognize having ever seen the color of my father's eyes yes i dwell in hell but its a hell that i can grip i tried to grip my family but i slipped to escape from the pain and an existence mundane i gotta 9 a sing a set and now i gotta name read my writing on the wall no one's ever catch me when i fall caught between my culture and the system Genocide read my writing on the wall no one's ever catch me when i fall if ignorance is bliss then knock the smile off my face Yeahhhhhh if i dont take action now } we settle for nothing later } x4 we will settle for nothing } and we`ll settle for nothing later } more free lyrics |
26. _ Bombtrack
It's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin that they can fade this But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level 'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat downs Cold runna train on punk ho's that Think they run the game But I learned to burn that bridge and delete Those who compete at a level that's obsolete Instead I warm my hands on the flames of the flag As I recall our downfall And the business that burned us all See through the news and views that twist reality Enough I call the bluff Manifest destiny Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn The thoughts of a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Chorus: Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Another flunky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook But now dope hooks make punks take another look My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere With the thoughts of a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Chorus more free lyrics |
27. _ Wind Below
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 | Right channel - ??? 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 | Right channel - ??? She is the wind below / (Guitar solo) 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! But we in wit the wind below! But we in wit the wind below more free lyrics |
28. _ Ashes In The Fall
a mass of hands press on the market window ghosts of progress dresed in slow death feeding on hunger and glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle a mass of nameless at the oasis that hides the graves beneath the master's hill are buried for drinking the river's water *unfinished* more free lyrics |
29. _ The Ghost Of Tom Joad
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 the first 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 the air 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! (repeat 8 times) 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. more free lyrics |
30. _ No Shelter
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 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 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 more free lyrics |
31. _ Ghost Without A Face
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 more free lyrics |
32. _ How I Could Just Kill A Man
Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing You're missing the hootah Of the funky buddha Eluder Of your fucked-up styles, I get wicked So come on as Cypress starts to kick it 'Cause we're like the outlaws stridin' While suckers are hidin' Jump behind the bush when you see me drivin' By Hanging out the window With my magnum taking out some putos Acting kind of loco I'm just another local Kid from the street getting paid from my vocals Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand I'm ignoring all the dumb shit Yo, because nothing is coming from it I'm not gonna waste no time fuckin' around my gat straight humming Hummin', Coming at ya Yeah ya know I had to gatt ya Time for some action Just a fraction of friction I got the clearance To run the interference Into your satellite Shining a battle light Sen got the gatt and I know that he'll gatt you right Here's an example Just a little sample How I could just kill a man One-time tried to come in my home Take my chrome I said, "Yo, it's on!" Take cover son or you're assed-out How do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out Didn't have to blast him but I did anyway That young punk had to pay So I just killed a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man It's gonna be a long time before I finish One of the many missions that I had to establish To lite My spliff ignite You with insight So if you ain't down, bullshit! Say some punk tried to get you for your auto Would you call the One-time and play the role model? No! I think you'll play like a thug Next you hear the shot of a magnum slug Humming coming at ya Yeah ya know I'm gonna gatt ya! How you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been? Understand where I'm coming from When you're up on the hill in your big home I'm out here risking my dome Just for a bucket Or a fast duck it Just to stay alive, yo I got to say "fuck it!" Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand more free lyrics |
33. _ Township Rebellion
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 (4 times) (Guitar solo) Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm (4 times) 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 (4 times) more free lyrics |
34. _ New Millennium Homes
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 order New nothern horizon 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 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 A fire in tha master's house is set more free lyrics |
35. _ War Within A Breath
Every official that comes 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 A black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin' over Los Angeles 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 the metropolis It's you that it's built on Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on a new years day (2x) War within a breath It's land or death (4x) Their existence is a crime Their seat their robe their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns They're the crime Shots heard underground round the rapture Tha world's eye captured At last in a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from the depth of time Who shot four puppets 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 a new years day (2x) War within a breath It's land or death (4x) more free lyrics |
36. _ Take The Power Back
Spoken: 'Crank the music up' 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! more free lyrics |
37. _ Kick Out The Jams
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 dress ing room got hazy now, baby i know how you want it, child, hot, sweet, and tight when 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 more free lyrics |
38. _ People Of The Sun
yeah betta turn tha bass up on this one since 15 hundred and 16 minds attacked and overseen now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream with ya borders and boots on top of us pullin knobs on tha floor of tha toxic metropollis but how ya gonna get what ya need ta get when the gut eaters blood drenched get offensive like Tet the 5th sun sets get back reclaimed tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive and untamed face tha funk now balstin out ya speaker on tha one Meya Mexico tha vultures came ta try and steal ya name but now you found a gun this is for the people of tha sun It's coming back around again this is for the people of the sun neva forget that tha whip snapped ya back ya spine cracked for tobaco I'm the marlboro man ughh our past blasting on through tha verses brigades of taxi cabs rolling broadway like hearses troops strippin zoots shots of red mist sailors blood on tha deck come sister resist from tha error of terror check ya photo lense now tha city of angles has tha ethnic clense heads bobbin to tha funk out ya speaker on tha one Maya Mexico that vulture came ta try and steal ya name but now ya found a gun you're history this is for the people of the sun. it's coming back around again this is for the people of tha sun more free lyrics |
39. _ 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) more free lyrics |
40. _ Year Of Tha Boomerang
Tha sistas are in so check tha front line It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm a cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, ya 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 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 penitenturies so let the 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 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 tha year of tha boomerang Now it's upon you Now it's upon you Tha sistas are in so check tha front line It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm a cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, ya 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 '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 penitenturies so let the 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 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 tha year of tha boomerang Now it's upon you Now it's upon you YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU more free lyrics |
41. _ Mic Check
To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l Never give 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 From tha gaze of tha 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 fasion 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 the cellar beware Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air Those naked and wageless Now scream within cages They make you pull your s**t Just to get your share With this mic devise 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 more free lyrics |
42. _ Voice Of The Voiceless
Through steel walls Your voice is blastin' 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 fascists on At fifteen exposed Philly's finest killing machine With boots and mad guns 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 tha voiceless You see the 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 At million poor in hearses Watch tha decision of Dred Scott As it reserves So long as tha 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 tha breeze My panther my brother we are at war until you're free You'll never silence tha voice of tha voiceless And Orwell's hell a terror era coming through But this little brother's watching you too more free lyrics |
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