Rage Against the Machine
Freedom Uggh! Pull, pull Wuh! Come on! Uggh! Solo, I #39;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 #39;s set up like a deck of cards They #39;re sending us to early graves For all the diamonds They #39;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 #39;t turn away Get in front of it Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin #39; tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesn #39;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 #39; tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on Cause they #39;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 rightFrom:BigballzDeepViews:0 0ratingsTime:06:07More inMusic
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