Rage Against the Machine
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  1. #1

    Rage Against the Machine

    Calm like a bomb
    feel the funk blast,
    feel the funk blast,
    FEEL THE FUNK BLAST,
    a yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, check it out yo-yo-yo
    I be walkin god like a dog
    My narrative fearless
    Word war returns to burn
    Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh
    Like steel from a furnace
    I was born landless
    Yes its tha native son
    Born of Zapatas guns
    Stroll through the shanties
    And tha cities remains
    Same bodies buried hungry
    But with different last names
    The vultures robbin everything
    Leave nothing but chains
    Pick a point on the globe
    Yes tha pictures tha same
    Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse
    A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth
    Theres a widow pig parrot
    A rebel to tame
    A whitehooded judge
    A syringe and a vein
    And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard

    What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? (x4)
    Calm like a bomb
    (ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite)

    This aint subliminal
    Feel the critical mass approach horizon
    Tha pulse of the condemned
    Sound off Americas demise
    Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
    Yes I spit fire
    Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
    Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains
    Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh
    With different last names, uh-huh
    The vultures robbin everyone
    Leave nothing but chains
    Pick a point here at home
    Yes the pictures tha same
    Theres a field full of slaves
    Some corn and some debt
    Theres a ditch full of bodies
    Tha check for the rent
    Theres a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone
    The numb black screen
    That be feelin like home
    And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard

    What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?(x4)
    Calm like a bomb
    (ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite)

    There's a mass without roofs
    There's a prison to fill
    There's a countrys 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 a right to kill

    There's a mass without roofs
    There's a prison to fill
    There's a countrys 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!


    zasto ljudi nisu malo vise slusali sta je RATM zeleo da kaze

  2. #2

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    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)

    Drop 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 you know 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!
    Yeeeaaahhh!
    Freedom!
    Yea right!
    Freedom!
    Yeeeaaahhh!
    Freedom!
    Yea!
    Right!


  3. #3

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    killing in the name of

    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


  4. #4

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    Good evening,

    We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
    To uh, fraternal order of police in philadelphia.
    it goes something like this
    fuck tha police

    kraljevi nema shta

    fuck tha police


    Good evening,

    We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
    To uh, fraternal order of police in philadelphia.

    Heres something nice and friendly,
    Heres something nice and friendly,
    Heres something nice and friendly,
    And it goes something like this.

    Fuck tha police,
    Comin straight from the underground.
    Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
    And not the other color so police think,
    They have the authority to kill a minority.

    Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
    For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
    To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
    We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

    Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
    With a little bit of gold and a pager.
    Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
    Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

    Youd rather see me in the pen,
    Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
    Beat tha police outta shape,
    And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
    To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
    No controller, bread and water.

    A young nigga on a warpath,
    And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
    Of cops, dyin in l. a.

    Yo, I got somethin to say.
    Fuck the police,
    Comon! off, what?
    Fuck the police,
    Yeah!
    Comon!
    Fuck tha police,
    Yeah.

    Fuck the police,
    Comin straight from the underground.
    Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
    And not the other color so police think,
    They have the authority to kill a minority.

    Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
    For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
    To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
    We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

    Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
    With a little bit of gold and a pager.
    Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
    Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

    Youd rather see me in the pen,
    Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
    Beat tha police outta shape,
    And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
    To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
    No controller, bread and water.

    I dont know if they fags or what,
    Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts.
    And on the other hand, without a gun they cant get none.
    But dont let it be a black and a white one.
    Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
    Black police showin out for the white cop.

    Yeah, my brothas will swarm,
    On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform.
    Just cuz we in washington d.c, punk police are afraid of me.
    Hey!

    Punk on a warpath,
    And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
    Of cops, dyin in l. a.

    Hey yo, we got somethin to say.
    Fuck the police,
    Comon, sing that shit,
    Right now,
    Comon!
    Comon!
    One more time,
    Here we go, here we go,
    Comon!
    One more, we gotta do it, right now,
    Yeah,

  5. #5

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    how i could just kill a man


    Hey dont miss out on what youre passing,
    Youre missing the hootah of the funky buddah,
    Eluder of the fucked up styles that get wicked
    So come on as I start to kick it,
    Cause were 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 negros
    Acting kind of loco Im just another local
    Kid from the street getting paid for my vocals.
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man

    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand

    I be doing all the dumb shit yo
    Cause nothing is coming from it
    Im 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 well gat you right
    Heres 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 its on. take cover son or youre assed out
    How do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out
    Didnt have to blast him but I did any way, young punk had to pay
    So I just killed a man

    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man

    Its 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 aint down
    Bullshit. say some punk tried to get you for your auto
    Would call the one time and play the rolemmodel?
    No! I think youll play like a thug
    Next hear the shot of a magnum slug, humming coming at ya!
    Yeah you know Im going to gat ya. how do you know where Im at
    When you havent been where Ive been, understand where Im coming from. while youre up on the hill in your big home
    Im 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 cant understand, how I could just kill a man.
    Here is something you cant understand, how I could just kill a man.
    Here is something you cant understand, how I could just kill a man.
    Here is something you cant understand, how I could just kill a man.

    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man
    Here is something you cant understand,
    How I could just kill a man

    How I could just kill a man
    How I could just kill a man

  6. #6

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    bulls on parade

    This microphone explode, shattering
    The molds
    Ya eighter 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 dont copy yo, dont 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 tha family
    With pockets full of shells
    Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
    Not need, just feed tha war canibal animal
    I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a
    Library
    Line up to tha mind cemetery
    What we dont know keeps tha contracts alive an
    Movin
    They dont 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 pockets full of shells
    Bulls on parade

  7. #7

    Odgovor: Rage Against the Machine

    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 the blood was red
    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 centralized
    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 at their prime time
    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
    Just victims of the in-house drive-by
    They say jump, you say how high

    Run it!

    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

    Checka, checka, check it out
    They load the clip in omnicolour
    Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
    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
    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
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    A bullet in ya head!
    Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!

    Yeah!

    Yeah!

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