Rage Against The Machine Album

Since 1516 minds attacked and overseen, now
Crawl amidst the ruins of this
Empty dream
They're boredrs and boots on top of us, pullin'
Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
So how you gonna get what you need to 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 volture 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 tha people of tha sun
Neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back, ya
Spine cracked for tobacco, oh i'm the marlboro
man
Our past blastin' on through tha verses,
LyricsBrigades 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 photo lens,
Tha city of angels foes tha ethnic cleanse
Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya
Speaker, on tha one maya, mexica
That vulture came ya try an steal ya name but now
You found a gun... you're history
This is for tha people of the sun
It's comin' back around again
This is for tha people of tha sun

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 tha face of mother earth gets
bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
They rally round tha family
With a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a
library
Line up to tha mind cemetary
LyricsWhat we don't know keeps tha 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 tha family, pockets full of shells
Rally round tha family
With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade

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 found
LyricsI 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, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmissions wippin' our backs
Yeah, comin' down like bats from Stacy Coon
Terror's tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta headrush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
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
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?
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

His spit is worth more then her work
Pass the purse to the puglist
He's a prizefighter
He brought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swinging
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 the fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
Hey revoler don't mothers make
good fathers?
Revolver

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 Amercian
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

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

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

Bangin' 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 belly 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 precinct, suburb ta project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
LyricsThe remains left chained to the powder war

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

Yes I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

(Guitar solo)

Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they 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 tha kings out tha west side at dawn

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun

The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumour
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer

Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we'll never have
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have

Uh! Got no card so I got no soul
life is prison no parole no controll
jura got my number on a wire tap'
cuz I jack for similac' fuck a cadilac survive
one motive no hope
cuz every sidewalk I walk is like a tight rope
yes i know my deadline sire- when my life expires
so I'm sendin paper south under the barb wire
the mother of my child'll loose her mind at my grave
it's my life for their life
so call it a free trade
"Por Vida" and my name upon a stall
I took a death trip
when I tried to cross tha white wall

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One more with no hope, uhh (yeah check it)
Without a face

Yeah, tried to look back to the past long lost
a blood donor to the landowner holocaust
pops heart stopped
in came the airdrop
flooded the trench he couldn't take the toxic shock
maize was all we needed to sustain
now her golden skin burns, insecticide rain
ya down wit DDT, yea you know me
I'm great for the grapes
profit for the bougoursie
war tape boomin
path is Luminoso
I'm headed north like my name was kid'Cisco
ta survive
one motive no hope
uhh, it's hard ta breathe with Wilsons hand around my throat
uhh, strangled and mangled another SS Curtain call...
when I tried ta cross the white walls

when i tried ta cross the white walls

Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves and tha gates
born without a face
One motive no hope, uhh
born without a face


You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

an'You say
Fortify
Reaction
Reaction

You say
Fortify
Reaction
You divide

Flip This Capital Eclipse
Tha Vocal Tone Ahs Got'em Sweatin' Hey 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
LyricsIt
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

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
LyricsHead 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

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
LyricsIn 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!