Rage Against The Machine şarkı sözleri
Transmission third world war third roundA decade of the weapon of sound above groundNo shelter if you're lookin' for shadeI lick shots at the brutal charadeAs the polls close like a casket On truth devouredA Silent play in the shadow of powerA spectacle monopolizedThe camera's eyes on choice disguisedWas it cast for the mass who burn and toil?Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?Yes a spectacle monopolizedThey hold the reins and stole your eyes Or the fistagons The bullets and bombsWho stuff the banksWho staff the party ranks More for Gore or the son of a drug lordNone of the above fuck it cut the cordLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla RadioContact I highjacked the frequencies Blockin' the beltwayMove on D.C. Way past the days of Bombin' M.C.'sSound off Mumia guan be freeWho gottem yo check the federal fileAll you pen devils know the trial was vileAn army of pigs try to silence my styleOff 'em all out that box It's my radio dialLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upLights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit upIt has to start somewhere It has to start sometimeWhat better place than here, what better time than now?All hell can't stop us nowAll hell can't stop us nowAll hell can't stop us nowAll hell can't stop us nowAll hell can't stop us nowAll hell can't stop us now
