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Rage Against The Machine Evil Empire Down Rodeo So now I'm rolling down rodeo with a shot gun These people aint seen a brown skin man Since their grandparents bought one Bangin this bolo tight on this solo flight can fight alone Funk tha track my verbs fly like the family stone Tha pen devils set the stage for the war at home Locked wit out a wage your standin in the drop zone The clockers born starin at an empty plate Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face We hungry but them belly full The structure is set ya neva change wit a ballot pull In tha ruins there's a network for the toxic rock School yard ta precinct suburb ta project block Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor Tha remains left changed to the powder war Cant waste a day when the night brings a hearse So make a move and plead the fifth cuz ya cant plead the first Cant waste a day when the night brings a hearse Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic They aint gonna send us campin like they did my man fred hampton Still we lampin, still clockin dirt for our sweat A ballots dead so a bullets what i get A thousand years you had the tools We should be takin em Fuck tha g ride, we want the machines that are making em Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn The rungs torn from the ladder One god, one market, one truth, one consumer Just a quiet peaceful dance For the things we will never have |
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