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Feel the funk blast (whispered) |
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Feel the funk blast (whispered) |
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Well feel the funk blast |
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Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Check it Out Yo Yo Yo |
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I be walkin god like a dog |
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My narrative fearless |
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Word war returns to burn |
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Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh |
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Like steel from a furnace |
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I was born landless |
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Yes its tha native son |
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Born of Zapatas guns |
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Stroll through the shanties |
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And tha cities remains |
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Same bodies buried hungry |
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But with different last names |
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The vultures robbin everything |
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Leave nothing but chains |
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Pick a point on the globe |
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Yes tha pictures tha same |
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Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse |
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A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth |
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Theres a widow pig parrot |
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A rebel to tame |
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A whitehooded judge |
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Rage Against The Machine |
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A syringe and a vein |
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And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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We're calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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We're calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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This aint subliminal |
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Feel the critical mass approach horizon |
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Tha pulse of the condemned |
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Sound off Americas demise |
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Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker |
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Yes I spit fire |
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Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires |
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Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains |
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Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh |
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With different last names, uh-huh |
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The vultures robbin everyone |
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Leave nothing but chains |
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Pick a point here at home |
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Yes the pictures tha same |
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Theres a field full of slaves |
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Some corn and some debt |
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Theres a ditch full of bodies |
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Tha check for the rent |
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Theres a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone |
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That be feelin like home |
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And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Calm like a bomb (Ignite) |
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Theres a mass without roofs |
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A prison to fill |
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Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills |
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Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill |
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Theres a right to obey |
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And a right to kill |
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Theres a mass without roofs |
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Theres a prison to fill |
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Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills |
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Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill |
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Cos theres a right to obey |
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And theres the right to kill |
