Rage Against The Machine : The Battle of Los Angeles

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1. TESTIFY

The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I’m empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is 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
Boys who travel now in coffins

On the corner - corner
The jurys sleepless - sleepless
We found your weakness - weakness
And its right outside your door

Now testify
Now testify
Its right outside your door
Now testify
Yes testify
Its right outside your 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 is rushing
Witness your blushing
The pipeline is gushing
While here we lie in tombs

On the corner - corner
The jurys sleepless - sleepless
We found your weakness - weakness
And its right outside your door

Now testify
Yeah testify
Its right outside your door
Now Testify
Now Testify
And its right outside your door

Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set (x4)

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
Its right outside your door
Now Testify
Testify
Its right outside your door


2. GUERILLA RADIO

Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if you’re looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras 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, stole your eyes
All 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
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio

Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box its my radio dial

Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerilla Radio
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 cant stop us now (x6)


3. CALM LIKE A BOMB

Feel the funk blast (x2)
Well feel the funk blast (x3)
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? x 4

We're calm like a bomb - Ignite x 2

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)

We're calm like a bomb - Ignite (x9)

Theres a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills
Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
Theres a right to obey
And a right to kill

Theres a mass without roofs
Theres a prison to fill
Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills
Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
Cos theres a right to obey
And theres the right to kill


4. MIC CHECK

Wait a minute now
Ha Aha Cmon
Wait a minute now
Check

To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l
Never give up just live up
Fed upon America
I be spittin it up
Rippin it up
Even amount in each cup
To my brothers burning bare feet on black top
Whose curled neath tha shadows
From the gaze of the cops
Whose huntin for 9 to 5s through factory locks
Is now hunted on this modern day auction block

Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?

Te te te te te Huh
Back in

Flexin and mashin
With complex text
Fast and in a fashion
That snap back necks
Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks
Huh, I be tha fire only Marley could catch
Yes, I be tha flame in tha cellar beware
Where nameless cold millions gaspin for air
Tha naked and wageless
Scream within cages, huh
They make you pull your shit
Just to get your share, what?

Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?

Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go
Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go

Welcome down with the warrior sound, Uh

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?
Politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
Tha pig whos 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?
Politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
Tha pig whos free to murder one Shucklak
Or survivors who make a move and murder one back?

Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha Aha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?


5. SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE

The world is my expense
The cost of my desire
Jesus blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
So raise your fists
And march around
Just don’t take what you need
Ill jail and bury those committed
And smother the rest in greed
Crawl with me into tomorrow
Or Ill drag you to your grave
I’m deep inside your children
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 of my desire
The party blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist
The fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire

Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire

For its the end of history
Its caged and frozen still
There is no other pill to take
So swallow the one
That made you ill
The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist
The fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire

Yeaaaaaah

Sleep now in the fire (x4)


6. BORN OF A BROKEN MAN

My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my

Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
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 nights
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

Uh, Uh

Fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my

Yeah

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


7. BORN AS GHOST

The hills find peace
Locked armed guard posts
Safe from the screams
Of the children born as ghosts
Gates, guns and alarms
Shape the calm of the dawn
Peering down into the basin
Where death lives on
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate
Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake
Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast
Their walls deny the terror facedBy the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
Were the children born as ghosts

Born as ghosts

One book and forty odd
Stuffed in a room
Ah, 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 words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
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 words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
Were the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
Born as ghosts


8. MARIA

Tha sun ablaze as Marias foot
Touches the 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 come tha exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
Shes off fast to tha pasture
Like cattle shell cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon the memories of home
Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on the 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
And through historys rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
Shes eternally here
Her time is nearNever conquered but here

To tear away at the 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 moments to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Soul changed to his will
My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill
Her arm jerks
Tha sisters gather round her and scream
As If in a dream
Eyes on the 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 radiatesAnd through historys rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
Maria
Shes eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here

Uh
To tear away at the mask
Away at the mask
To tear away at the mask
Huh

Maria

No minute to rest
No moment to pray
No minutes to rest
No moments to pray
No minutes to rest
It eclipses her days
Just a moment to pray

To tear away at the mask, huh
Away at the mask
To tear away at the mask, huuh
To tear away at the mask


9. VOICE OF THE VOICELESS

Uh, Uh
Cmon check it

Through Steel walls
Your voice blastin on
True rebel, my brother Mumia
I reflect upon
You be tha spark
That set the prairie fires on
Make the masses a mastodon path
To trample the fascists on
At fifteen exposed Phillys finest killing machine
Boots and mad guns
They pacify ya 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 the voice of the voiceless
You’ll never silence the voice of the voiceless

Yet tha powerful got nervous
Cause he refused to be their servant
He spit truth
That burned like black churches
Prose and verses a million poor in hearses
Watch the decision of Dred Scott
As it reverses
Long as the rope
Is tied around Mumias neck
Let there be no rich white life
We bound to respect
Cause and effect
Cant ya smell tha smoke in tha breeze
My panther, my brother
We are at war until you're free

You’ll never silence the voice of the voiceless x 4

And Orwells hell a terror era coming through
But this little brothers watching you too
And Orwells hell a terror era coming through
But this little brothers watching you too
Watching you too


10. NEW MILLENIUM HOMES

Hungry people dont stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong
Hungry people dont stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for the dawn
Tha spirit of Jackson
Now screams through tha ruins
Through factory chainsAnd tha ghost of tha union
Forgotten remains
Disappear to their new homes
Tha knife tha thrust
Tha life burns to the raw bone
Tha blood on the floor of the tear is still dryin
Cover the spread sheets
Tha Dow Jones skyin
Cell block live stock
Tha bodies their buyin
Old south order
New northern horizon

Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need be
Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be
Livin been warfare
I press it to CD
Livin been warfare, I press it to CD
(x2)

A fire in the masters house is set (x4)

Hungry people dont stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong
Hungry people dont stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for the dawn

Yo, Yo

Check tha high tech terror
Yes tha new order athletes
Peer into tha eyes of tha child already on trial
Armies rippin families apart
Get em on file
Convictions fit tha stock profile
All tha while films of dogs
Cutting 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
Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be
Livin been warfare
I press it to CD
Livin been warfare, I press it to CD
(x2)

A fire in the masters house is set (x4)


11. ASHES IN THE FALL

A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the masters hill
Buried for drinking
The rivers water
While shackled to 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 fascist sing
Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is god's land
Soon well 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 priests that fuck you
As they whisper holy things
A mass of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering
Woven into 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

Is the new sound
Just like the old sound?
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground

Aint the new sound
Just like the old sound?
Look at the noose now
Over the, over the, over the burning ground
Aint it funny how the factorys 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
Aint it funny how the factorys 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

Ohhhh
Ohhhh
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 (x10)
Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha)( x16)


12. WAR WITHIN A BREATH

Every official that come in
Cripples us leaves us maimed
Silent and tamed
And with our flesh and bones
He builds his homes

Southern fist
Rise through tha jungle mist
Clenched to smash power so cancerous
Black flag and a red star
A rising sun loomin over Los Angeles
Yes for Raza livin in La La
Like Gaza on to tha dawn Intifada
Reach for the lessons tha masked pass on
Seize tha metropolis
Its you its built on

Everything can change on new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything changed on a new years day

Cmon
War within a breath
Its land or death
War within a breath
Its land or death
War within a breath
Its land or death
War within a breath
Its land

Their existence is a crime
Their seat, their robe, their tie
Their land deeds
Their hired guns
Theyre tha crime

Shots heard underground round the rapture
Worlds eye captured
At last is a Mexican pasture
Tha masked screaming land or deathWithin a breath
A war from the depth of time
Shot four puppet governors in a line
Shook all tha world bankers
Who think they can rhyme
Shot the landlords who knew it was mine
Yes its a war from the depth of time

And everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day (x3)
Cmon

Uh
Wearin the masked scream

War within a breath
It's land or death
(x4)

It's land or death

Yeaaaaaah
Uh
Cmon, cmon, yes, yes, yes

War within a breath
It's land or death
(x4)

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