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WiCaust' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel

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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 WiCaust' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel AAndhh 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 along 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! 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 a 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 Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm Why stand on a silent platform? Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm 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 Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm Fight the war, fuck the norm 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? Anger is a gift Come on! Uggh! 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 Anger is a gift Freedom, Freedom, yeah right Evil Empire PEOPLE OF THE SUN Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Yeah! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun BULLS ON PARADE Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds 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-op 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 Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells 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 now What 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 They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! VIETNOW 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 I 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 REVOLVER He's a prizefighter And he bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Yeah! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver! Revolver! Revolver! Revolver! Revolver 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 sucking on a bottle of, that sweet, indulgent fluid Oh greed oh yes oh greed oh yes! Oh greed oh yes Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects You! Yes you! 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... 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!

Gui

In a violent time I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh oh oh 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! DOWN RODEO 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 The 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 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 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 WIND BELOW 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 We in wit the wind below Wit the wind 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 She is the wind below And all the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta annex the truth While the new trust is gonna flex, and cast their image in you Yeah all the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta annex the truth And while the new trust tries ta flex, and cast their image in you And GE is gonna flex and try and annex the truth And NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you And Disney bought the fantasies and piles of eyes And ABC's new thrill rides of trials and lies And while the gut eaters strain to pull the mud from their mouths They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south Yeah! But we in wit the wind below! But we in wit the wind below! But we in wit the wind below! ROLL RIGHT From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cock back tha sling to stone a settler And breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! And now we're alright, we're all calm! This hits like fists bomb with the left and don't miss With the sickest stilo I spark fear like pigs in the park Head crack, I hijack the papers The vapors caught fire up in your mind Come back rewind one time Here comes the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo Roll right! Roll call! But now we're alright, we're all calm! Roll right! Roll call! We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level We gotta take 'em to tha seventh level For their lives and my lives were never settled Come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on, come on, don't freeze when zero hour comes Come on Send 'em to tha seventh level! 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 YEAR OF THA BOOMERANG Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale, smellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates Aw, power to tha people 'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang Yeah! Now it's upon you! Now it's upon you! Tha sistas are in so check the front line Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block Swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick Ya weigh me on a scale, I'm smellin' burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within 'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates So I grip tha cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates Aw, power to tha people, yeah, yeah Tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it Uh! In the year of tha boomerang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it In the year of tha boomerang Yeah! Now it's upon you! Now it's upon you! You! You! You! You! You! You! You! You! TESTIFY UGH! The movie ran through me The glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me I'm empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Ones who travel now in coffins On the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Now testify Yes testify It's right outside our door With precision you feed me My witness I'm hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating the skin right off my bones On a bed of fire I'm choking on the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify It's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now testify Testify It's right outside our door Now testify Testify It's right outside our door GUERILLA RADIO No shelter if you're lookin' for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured A Silent play in the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The camera's eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes a spectacle monopolized They hold the reins and stole your eyes Or the fistagons The 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 Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Contact I highjacked the frequencies Blockin' the beltway Move on D.C. Way past the days of Bombin' M.C.'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 try to silence my style Off 'em all out that box It's my radio dial Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up 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 CALM LIKE A BOMB Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo I be walkin' god like a dog My narrative fearless My word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris Like Steel from a furnace I was born landless This is 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 vultures rob everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point on tha globe Yes tha pictures tha same There's a bank There's 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 A syringe and a vein And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard what ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite This ain't subliminal Feel tha critical 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 Yes 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 Yes tha picture's tha same There's a field full of slaves Some corn and some debt 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 What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm like a bomb Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite Calm Like a bomb There's a mass without roofs There's a prison to fill There's a country's soul that reads post no bills There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill There's a right to obey And there's a right to kill There's a mass without roofs There's a prison to fill There's a country's soul that reads post no bills There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill There's a right to obey And there's a right to kill MIC CHECK 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 Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? Check check check check the check, oh packin Flexin' and mashin' With complex text Fast and in a fashion That snap back necks Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks Come with tha fire only Marley could catch This be tha flame in tha cellar beware Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air Those naked and wageless Now scream within cages What, they make you pull your shit Just to get your share, what? Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? Welcome down with the warrior sound, UGH! With this mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of tha few in this torn nation? Tha priest tha book or tha congregation? 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? This mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of tha few in this torn nation? Tha priest tha book or tha congregation? 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? Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? Mic Check, ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Mic Check, ha ha ha ha I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE YEAAAH! 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 Dont dare take what you need I'll jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or i'll drag you to your grave I'm deep inside your children They'll 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 with 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 it's the end of history It's caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That makes 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 YEAAAH! Sleep now in the fire! Sleep now in the fire! Sleep now in the fire! Sleep now in the fire! BORN OF A BROKEN MAN Born of a broken man, but not a broken man Born of a broken man, never a broken man Born of a broken man, but not a broken man Born of a broken man, never 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 night Forever awake he lies shaking and starving Praying for someone to turn off the light Born of a broken man, never a broken man Born of a broken man, but not a broken man Born of a broken man, never a broken man Born of a broken man, but not a broken man My fear is hunting me down Capturing my memories The frontier of laos 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 YEAAAH! Born of a broken man, but not a broken man Born of a broken man, never a broken man Born of a broken man, never a broken man Born of a broken man, but not a broken man BORN AS GHOSTS A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts We're 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 tear at the myth of the dream Myth of the dream Myth of the dream A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen Myth of the dream Myth of the dream Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts We are the children born as ghosts Born as ghosts Born as ghosts Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our word Born as ghosts We're the children born as ghosts Born as ghosts Born as ghosts 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 tha 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 graves hidden trapped up in visions of war Of nothing no one nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and She radiates Through history's rivers of blood She regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear She's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at tha mask And now she got a quota Tha needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon Rippin' through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence it terrifies And eclipses her days No minutes to rest No moment to pray And with a whisper He whips her Her soul chained to his will "My job is 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 I am 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 disappears only to reappear Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at tha mask To tear away at tha mask To tear away at tha mask No minutes to rest No moment to pray No minutes to rest No moment to pray No minutes to rest It eclipses her day Just a moment to pray ugh! To tear away at tha mask Away at tha mask To tear away at tha mask To tear away at tha mask VOICE OF THE VOICELESS UGH!, UGH! C'mon, check it Through steel walls Your voice blastin' on True rebel my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set 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'll never silence tha voice of tha voiceless You see tha powerful got nervous Cause he refused to be their servant 'Cause he spit truth And burned like black churches Prose and verses A million poor in hearses Watch tha decision of Dred Scott As it reserves So long as 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 You'll never silence tha voice of tha voiceless You'll never silence tha voice of tha voiceless 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 And Orwell's hell a terror era coming through But this little brother's watching you too NEW MILLENNIUM HOMES Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn 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 Disappear to their new homes Tha knife tha thrust Tha life burns to tha raw bone Tha blood on tha floor of tha tear is still dryin' Cover tha spread sheets Tha Dow Jones skyin' Tha cell block live stock Tha bodies they buyin' Old south order New northern horizon Violence in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin' been warfare Em I press it to CD Violence in all hands C D Embrace it if need be Livin' been warfare Em I press it to CD

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A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn Yo, yo, 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 in all hands Embrace it if need be Livin' been warfare Em I press it to CD Violence in all hands C D Embrace it if need be Livin' been warfare Em I press it to CD

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A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set A fire in tha master's house is set ASHES IN THE FALL That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The rivers water while Shackled to the the line at the empty well This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over new ground Listen to the facist sing "Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is Gods land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefathers hand" A mass of promises Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia Like the priest that fucked you As he whispered holy things A mass of tears have transform the stones now Sharpened on suffering And woven into the slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground Ain't the new sound, just like the old sound Look at the noose now, over the, over the, over the burning ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't its funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Oh, oh Oasis This is no oasis This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground This is the new sound, just like the old sound Just like the noose wound, over the new ground Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) Like ashes in the fall (ho, ho) Like ashes in the fall (ha, ha) WAR WITHIN A BREATH 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 tha metropolis It's you that it's built on Everything can change on a new years day Everything can change on a new years day Everything can change on a new years day And everything changed on a new years day, c'mon War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land! Their existence is a crime Their seat their robe their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns They're tha crime Shots heard underground round tha rapture Tha world's eye captured At last in a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from tha depth of time Who shot four puppet governors in a line Who shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot tha landlords who knew it was mine Yes, it's a war from tha depth of time Everything can change on a new years day Everything can change on a new years day Everything can change on a new years day And everything can change on a new years day, c'mon Oh, Hear the masked scream War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death It's land or death YEAAAH! oh, c'mon, c'mon, yes, yes, yes It's war within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death NO SHELTER (Australian BOLA only, and Godzilla Soundtrack) 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. Microphone Fiend Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!" They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the another one, then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the stage and Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction, Magnatized by the mixing E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. But back to the problem, I gotta habit, You can't solve it, you silly rabbit The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator! A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping You see a part of me that you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone. Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke More than cracked up, you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. A smooth operator operating correctly. A smooth operator operating correctly. A smooth operator operating correctly. A smooth operator operating correctly. Uh! Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated 'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly An E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly 'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T Pistol Grip Pump Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on what you say? i think i can take care of all you muthafuckas don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got...? Are we getting along? we family, we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns, allright man Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine 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 dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out Renegades of Funk No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now We're the renegades of this atomic age This atomic age of renegades Renegades of this atomic age This atomic age of renegades Since the Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece Right down through the Middle Ages Planet earth kept going through changes And then no renaissance came, and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same, but there were always renegades Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcom X They were renegades of their time and age So many renegades We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk From a different solar system many many galaxies away We are the force of another creation A new musical revelation And we're on this musical mission to help the others listen And groove from land to land singin' electronic chants like Zulu nation Revelations Destroy our nations Destroy our nations Destroy our nations Destroy our nations Destroy our nations Destroy our nations Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies They change the course of history Everyday people like you and me We're the renegades we're the people With our own philosophies We change the course of history Everyday people like you and me C'mon We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', puttin' a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop 'Cause we're poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're teachers of the funk And not of empty popping We're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics With the bass, and the treble the horns and our vocals 'Cause everytime I pop into the beat we get fresh There was a time when our music Was something called the Bay Street beat People would gather from all around To get down to the big sound You had to be a renegade in those days To take a man to the dance floor Say jam sucker Say jam sucker Say groove sucker Say groove sucker Say dance sucker Say dance sucker Now move sucker Now move sucker We're the renegades of funk 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 what 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 comb their hair makes me want to say It's a wonderful place Oh what a wonderful place For you, for you, for you, for you, for you, for you, not me I'm Housin I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace in the hole when it came to that Yo Z you was packin? You know was strapped Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with 'em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim They kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started sprayin niggaz What a way to go out, out like a sucker But I'm on track, like a Long Island train that can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing Always on my jock like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and yo you know it's me Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Coolin' at a party, no better yet disco Head feelin' mellow from a bottle of Cisco Move... To crush and fry a sucker MC like crisco Gimme the cue, check one two Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo You treatin me the Z to the D, like a stepchild Let me tell you homeboy you're livin foul MC's, you know who you are On the bandwagon Why Z? Cuz you a star This is the year when the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to bite your style I get hip to the scheme, before it happens If it gets wild, then I start cappin But for now, since everything's calm Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin C'mon Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin In My Eyes You tell me it's only natural You just need the proof Did you fucking get it? It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes You tell me that nothing matters You're just fucking scared You tell me that I'm better You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes It's in my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes 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 buddah, eluder of the fucked up style's that get wicked so come on as I start to kick it, cause we're like outlaws sridding while suckers are hiding, jump behind the bush when you see me driving by' hanging out my window, and my magnum taking out some putohs acting kind of loco I'm just another local kid from the street getting paid for 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 be doing all the dumb shit yo cause nothing is coming from it I'm not gonna waste no time fucking around I got ya humming humming coming at ya! then you know I had to gat ya! time for some action just a fraction of friction I got the clearance to run the interference in to your sattle light shining a battle light Sen got the gat and I know that we'll gat you right here's an example just a little sample: how could I 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 any way, 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 have to establish to lite my spliff ignite you with insite so if you ain't down bullshit. say some punk tried to get you for your auto would call the one time and play the rolemmodel? No! I think you'll play like a thug next hear the shot of a magnum slug, humming coming at ya! yeah you know I'm going to gat ya. How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been, understand where I'm coming from. While you're up on the hill in big home I'm out here risking my dome, just for a bucket or a faster ducket, 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, 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, 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 How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man The Ghost of Tom Joad 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 hope, 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 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. Yeah! Down On the Street Floatin' around i'm a real low mind See a pretty thing in a wall See a pretty thing in a wall In a wall In a wall In a wall Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love A thousand eyes they look at you A thousand eyes they, they look at you Oh Come On! (x3) Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Come On! (x3) Yeah Yeah Yeah Where faces shine A real low mind Faces Shine A real low Oh Come On! (x3) Yeah Yeah Yeah Street Fighting Man Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Well what else can a poor boy do? Well what else can a poor boy do? Well what else can a poor boy do? Well what else can a poor boy do? Hey my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for For a street fighting man A street fighting man For a street fighting man A street fighting man For a street fighting man A street fighting man For a street fighting man A street fighting man For a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Maggie's Farm I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain. I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel And he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well, he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law And everybody says Shes the brains behind pa Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more That's all the albums covered! 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