RATM Lyrics

Evil Empire
1.PEOPLE OF THE SUN--Since 1516 mind attacked and overseen, now Crawl amidst the ruins of this Empty Dream They're borders and boots on top of us, pullin' Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis So how you gonna get what you need ta get? tha Gut Eaters, blood drenched get offensive like tet When the fifth sun sets get back reclaim, tha Spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Face tha funk now blastin' out ya Speaker, on the one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name but Now you found a gun This is for the People of the Sun It's comin' back around again This is for the people of the sun Neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back, ya Spine cracked for tabacco, oh I'm the Marlboro Man Our past blastin' on through that versers, Bridgades of taxi cabs rollin' broadway like Hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, Come sista resist Tha new era of terror check this pronto lens, tha City of angels does tha ethnic cleanse Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya Speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try an 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 2.BULLS ON PARADE-- THIS MICROPHONE EXPLODES, SHATTERING THE MOLDS YA EITHER DROP THA HITS LIKE DE LA O OR GET THA FUCK OFF THA COMMODE WIT THA SURE SHOT, SURE TA MAKE THA BODIES DROP DROP AN DON'T COPY YO, DON'T CALL THIS A CO-OPT TERROR RAINS DRENCHIN', QUENCHIN' THA THIRST OF THA POWER DONS THAT FIVE SIDED FIST-A-GON THA ROTTEN SORE ON THE FACE OF MOTHER EARTH GETS BIGGER THA TRIGGERS COLD EMPTY YA PURSE THEY RALLY ROUND THE FAMILY WITH A POCKET FULL OF SHELLS WEAPONS NOT FOOD, NOT HOMES, NOT SHOES, NOT NEED, JUST FEED THA WAR CANNIBAL ANIMAL I WALK THA CORNER TO THA RUBBLE THAT USED TO BE A LIBRARY LINE UP TO THA MIND CEMETERY WHAT WE DON'T KNOW KEEPS THE CONTRACTS ALIVE AN MOVIN' THEY DON'T GOTTA BURN THA BOOKS THEY JUST REMOVE 'EM WHILE ARMS WAREHOUSES FILL AS QUICK AS THA CELLS RALLY ROUND THE FAMILY, POCKET FULL OF SHELLS RALLY AROUND THE FAMILY WITH A POCKET FULL OF SHELLS BULLS ON PARADE 3.VIETNOW-- (ch) TURN ON 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, SIGNLE 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? 4.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 SPOTLESS DOMAIN HIDES FESTERING 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 5.SNAKECHARMER-- SATELITTES AND MIRRORS AND A MAN WITHOUT A HOME A HORSE AND A RIDER AND A CLEVER CUNNING KILLER SILENT IN ERROR AND VOCAL IN SPOTLIGHT LYING ALWAYS SUCKING ON A BOTTLE OF THAT SWEET INDULGENT FLUID OH GREED OH YES YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS A FOG THAT DISAPPERAS WHEN THE WIND REDIRECTS YOU. YES YOU. A FATHER'S EXPECTATIONS, SOUL SOAKED IN SPIT AND URINE AND YOU GOTTA MAKE IT WHERE TO A SANCTUARY THAT'S ONLY A FRAGILE AMERICAN HELL AN EMPTY DREAM A SLEFISH, HORRIFIC VISION PASSED ON LIKE THE DEADLIEST OF VIRUSES CRUSHING YOU SO HAVE NO ILLUSION BOY VOMIT UP ALL IDEALS AND SERVE SLEEP AND WAKE, AND SERVE DON'T THINK JUST WAKE AND SERVE YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS A FOG THAT DISAPPEARS WHEN THE WIND REDIRECTS YOU INTERESTED IN YOU, INTERESTED IN YOU INTERESTED IN YOU, INTERESTED IN YOU INTERESTED IN YOU, INTERESTED IN YOU 6.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 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 COLORFUL WORDS FOR THA LAOS FRONTIERMAN 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 EE IT BROKEN, BLOODY, AND UNDRESSES! 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 7.DOWN RODEO-- BAGIN' THIS BOLO TIGHT ON THIS SOLO FLIGHT CAN'T FIGHT ALONE FUNK THA TRACK MY VERBS FLY LIKE THA FAMILY STONE THA PEN DEVILS SET THAT STAGE FOR THA WAR AT HOME LOCKED WIT OUT A WAGE YA STANDIN' IN THA DROP ZONE THE CLOCKERS BORN STARIN' AT AN EMPTY PLATE MOMMA'S TORN HANDS COVER HER SUNKEN FACE WE HUNGRY BUT THEM BULLY FULL THE STRUCTURE IS SET YA NEVA CHANGE IT WITH A BALLOT PULL IN THA RUINS THERE'S A NETWORK FOR THA TOXIC ROCK SCHOOL YARD TA PRECINT, SUBURB TA PROJECT BLOCK BOSSES BROKE SOUTH FOR NEW FLESH AND A FACTORY FLOOR THE REMAINS LEFT CHAINED TO THE POWDER WAR CAN'T WASTE A DAY WHEN THE NIGHT BRINGS A HEARSE SO NOW I'M ROLLIN' DOWN RODEO WIT A SHOT GUN THESE PEOPLE AIN'T SEEN A BROWN SKIN MAN SINCE THEIR GRANDPARENTS BOUGHT ONE BARE WITNESS TO THA SICKEST SHOT WHILE SUCKAS GET ROMANTIC THEY GONNA SEND US CAMPIN' LIKE THEY DID MY MAN FRED HAMPTON STILL WE LAMPIN' STILL CLOCKIN' DIRT FOR OUR SWEAT A BALLOTS DEAD SO BULLETS WHAT I GET A THOUSAND YEARS YOU HAD THA TOOLS WE SHOULD BE TAKIN' EM' fUCK THA G RIDE I WANT THE MACHINES THAT ARE MAKIN' EM OUR TARGET STRAIGHT WIT A ROOM FULL OF ARMED PAWN TO OFF THE KINGS OUT THAT WEST SIDE AT DAWN THE RUNGS TORN FROM THE LADDER CAN'T REACH THE TUMOR ONE GOD, ONE MARKET, ONE TRUTH, ONE CONSUMER JUST A QUIET PEACEFUL DANCE FOR THINGS WE WILL NEVER HAVE 8.WITHOUT A FACE-- GOT NO CARD SO I GOT NO 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, IT'S WHEN MY LIFE EXPIRES SO 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 "FOR VIDA" AND OUR M=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 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 WE ALL WE NEEDED TO SUSTAIN, NO HER GOLDEN SKIN BURNS, INSECTICIDE RAIN YA DOWN WIT DDT YEAH YOU KNOW ME, RAPPED FOR THA GRAPES, PROFIT FOR THA BOURGOISIE WAR TAPE BOOMIN' PATH IS LUMINOSO, I'M HEADED NORTH LIKE MY NAME WAS KID CISCO TO SURVIVE ONE MOTIVE NO HOPE, IT'S HARD TA BREATHE WIT WILSON'S HAND AROUND MY THROAT STRANGLED AND MANGLED ANOTHER SS CURTAIN CALL, WHEN I TRIED TA CROSS THA WHITE WALL WALK UNSEEN PAST THA GRAVES AN THA GATES, BORN WITHOUT A FACE YOU SAY FORTIFY, REACTION, YOU DIVIDE YOU SAY FORTIFY, REACTION, REACTION 9.WIND BELOW-- FLIP THIS CAPITAL ECLIPSE THA VOCAL TONE AHS GOT'EM SWEATIN' THEY OWN APOCALYSPE YES, THA REBLES OF THA GRAINS STAND MASTERLESS THA MASKED ONES CAP ONE NAFTA COMMIN; WITH THA NEW DISASTER AND YES WI 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, MEXICO BURNS HERE THEY COME ONE BY ONE KILLERS OF THE NEW FRONTEIR TO OCCUPY, WE LOST IN FEAR WE ARE THE WIND BELOW WE IN WIT THE WIND BELOW FLIP THIS CAPITAL ECLIPSE THEM BURY LIFE WIT IMF SHIFTS, AND POISON LIPS YO THEY TALK IT, WHILE SILICIN' OUR VEINS SO MARK IT FROM THA FINCAS, OVERSEERS, TO THEM VULTURES PAYIN' 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 WE IN WIT THE WIND BELOW SHE IS THE WIND BELOW ALL THE SHAREHOLDERS GONNA FLEX, AND TRY TA ANNEX THE TRUTH WHILE THE NEW TRUST GONNA FLEX, AND CAST THEIR IMGAE ON YOU G.E IS GONNA FLEX AND TRY AND ANNEX THE TRUTH NBC IS GONNA FLEX AND CAST THEIR IMAGE IN YOU DISNEY BROUGHT THE FANTASIES AND PILES OF EYES AND ABC'S NEW THRILL RIDES OF TRAILS 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 10.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 COCK BACK THE SLING TO STONE A SETTLER AND BREAKS HIM OFF CLEAN CALL ME THE UPSETTER HERE COME 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 DRUM ECHO ROLL RIGHT ROLL CALL NOW WE'RE ALRIGHT WE'RE ALL CLAM THIS HITS LIKE FISTS BOMB WITH THE LEFT AND DON'T MISS WITH THE SICKEST STILO I SPARK FEAR IN THE PIGS IN THE PARK HEAD CRACK, I HIJACK THE PAPERS AND THE VAPORS CAUGHT FIRE UP IN YOUR MIND COME BACK, REWIND ONE TIME HERE COME THE HANDS ON THE LEASHES THE CROSS, THE CAPITAL, THE PALE FAMILIES, THE FEAR AND THE MOUTHPIECES THE SINGLE SISTA LYNCH THE CELL DOOR CRASH AND THE MASTER'S DRUMS ECHO ROLL RIGHT ROLL CALL NOW WE'RE ALRIGHT WE'RE ALL CALM 11.YEAR OF THA BOOMERANG-- Tha sistas are in so check tha front line Seems I spent the 80's in a Haiti state of mind Cast me in classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell block I'm swimin' in half truths makes me want to 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 screaming from within Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm running into hell's gates So I grip the cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates (Aww...power to the 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 penitenturies So let the guilty hang.. . In the year of tha boomerang! I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let the guilty hang In tha year of the boomerang! And now it's upon you

Rage Against The Machine
1.BOMBTRACK--Ughh! Hey you, it's just another bombtrack...ughh! Hey you, it's just another bombtrack...yeah! It goes a-one, two three and 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 upon the flames of the flag As I recall our downfall And the business that burned us all See through the news and the 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 With the thoughts from 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 Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn It goes a-one, two, three Another funky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook And 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 from 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 Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Euurrrggghhhhh! Uggh! Hey you, it's just another bombtrack... Check it out... 2.KILLING IN THE NAME-- Killing in the name of! Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crossesHuh! 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 work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crossesUggh! 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 building to a shout) Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! (8 times screamed/shouted)Motherfucker! Uggh! 3.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 usTeaches us to read and right So called facts are fraudThey want us to allege and pledge And bow down to their GodLost the culture, the culture lost Spun our minds and through timeIgnorance has taken over Yo, we gotta take the power back!Bam! Here's the planMotherfuck Uncle Sam Step back, I know who I amRaise up your ear, I'll drop the style and clear It's the beats and the lyrics they fearThe rage is relentless We need a movement with a quicknessYou are the witness of change And to counteractWe gotta take the power backYeah, we gotta take the power back Come on, come on!We gotta take the power backThe present curriculum I put my fist in 'emEurocentric 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 attemptingTo hold us backWe've got to take it back 'Cause holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears One-sided stories for years and years and yearsI'm inferior? Who's inferior? Yea, we need to check the interior Of the system that cares about only one cultureAnd that is why We gotta take the power backYeah, we gotta take the power backCome on, come on! We gotta take the power back Hey yo check, we're gonna have to break it, break it, break it downAwww shit! Uggh!And like this...uggh!Come on, yeah! Bring it back the other way! The teacher stands in front of the classBut the lesson plan he can't recall The student's eyes don't perceive the liesBouning off every fucking wall His composure is well keptI guess he fears playing the fool The complacent students sit and listen to some of that Bullshit that he learned in schoolEurope ain't my rope to swing on Can't learn a thing from itYet we hang from it Gotta get it, gotta get it together thenLike the motherfuckin' weathermen To expose and close the doors on those who tryTo strangle and mangle the truth 'Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react We gotta take the power backYeah, we gotta take the power backCome on, come on! We gotta take the power backNo more lies (8 times, building to a crescendo)Uggh! Yeah!Take it back JoeTake it back, a-take it backA-take it back Joe, come on! Take it back JoeTake it back, a-take it backA-take it back Joe, come on!Uggh! Yeah! 4.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 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) 6.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) 7.WAKE UP-- 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! Spoken: "How long? Not long, 'cause what you reap is what you sow." 8.FIST FULL 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! 9.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) 10.FREEDOM-- Uggh! Pull, pull Wuh! (Sung sorta like Michael Jackson) Come on! Uggh! Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list All 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!