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Kick Out The Jams Rage Against The Machine I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child The Kick Out The Jams MC5 And right now, right now, right now it's time to KICK OUT THE JAMS, MOTHER FUCKERS! Yea! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna I'M GONNA KICK 'EM OUT! Yea! Kick Out The Jams Presidents of the U.S.A Kick Out The Jams" Well I've been elected to rock your asses 'till midnight Well this is my term and I've shaved off my perm, but it's alright I solemnly swear to uphold the constitution Got a rock Kick Out The Jams The Presidents Of The United S Kick Out The Jams" Well I've been elected to rock your asses 'till midnight Well this is my term and I've shaved off my perm, but it's alright I solemnly swear to uphold the constitution Got a rock Kick Out The Jams Blue Oyster Cult Kick out the jams motherfuckers! Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna I'm gonna kick 'em out! Yeah! Township Rebellion rage against the machine mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em To kick in the township rebellion Yeah, what about that sucker? Township Rebellion (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em To kick in the township rebellion Yeah, what about that sucker? Kick Out The Jams THE SOUND (더 사운드) Kick out the jams motherfucker, I’m gonna kick em out Well I feel pretty good, and I guess that I could, get crazy now baby cause we all got in tune, and then the dressing room, got hazy now baby. How I could just kill a man rage against the machine Hey don't miss out on what you're passing You're missing the hootah of the funky buddah Eluder of the fucked up style's that get wicked So come on as I start to kick it Cause we're like outlaws sridding How I Could Just Kill A Man (Cypress Hill Cover) Rage Against The Machine Hey dont miss out on what youre passing, Youre missing the hootah of the funky buddah, Eluder of the fucked up styles that get wicked So come on as I start to kick it, Cause were like outlaws sridding Rage Against Time Public Enemy Microphone check Microphone check Can I get a check up from the neck up Can I kick a rhyme While I'm checkin my time Can I get a cure Cause you did da crime For sure You're Probably killin Guerrilla Radio rage against the machine guerrilla radio rage against the machine Transmission third world war third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if youre looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal Guerilla radio (Remix) rage against the machine transmisson third world war thied round a decade of the weapon of sound above ground ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade as the polls close like a casket Bombtrack rage against the machine It's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that they can fake this But I'm a put it at a higher level Cause I'm inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat-downs Cold runna train on punk People Of The Sun rage against the machine Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica Bullet in the Head ( Live ) Rage Against The Machine That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized So Machine Hundreds In every single part My body's poisoned by Your onerous presence And the words you're spitting out They fall on the ground And nothing will grow there Ever again I don't wanna But I will Stay with you Microphone Fiend rage against the machine " They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet Back to the lab...without a mic to grab So then I add Rage Chumbawamba Rage Hear the ghosts of ever after Yell of anger Ring of laughter Don't go gently into the night Rage against the dying of the light Bullet in the head rage against the machine Bullet in the head This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When Freedom (Live) Rage Against The Machine Turn us loose, set us free (Freedom: from all the chains that bind me. freedom.) Let us run in our own direction. (Freedom.) I'm Housin' Rage Against The Machine I figured So I stepped back and started sprayin niggaz What a way to go out out like a sucker But I'm on track like a Long Island train that can head up your mission suckers who be dissing Always Bullet In The Head (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized So serene The Rage To Overcome Machine Head The Rage To Overcome Burn My Eyes album Burn My Eyes (Digipak) album This world does not want me This world does not care And I'm a product of this world Confused I'd say that's fair This pain Zapata s Blood rage against the machine Like they deserve Wasn't spilt in vein So now you're pullin' the moves pullin' the moves pullin' the moves We'll wage, we'll wage we'll wage war To replace our name Some guys got blurred So now Fuck Tha Police rage against the machine You'd rather see me in the pen, Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo. Beat tha police outta shape, And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape, To mark off the scene of the slaughter. Wake Up (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it'll never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders Maggie's Farm Rage Against The Machine I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain I got a head full of ideas That are drivin wake up rage against the machine wake up-rage against the machine although ya try to discredit ya still never edit the needle I'll thread it radically poetic standing with the fury that they had in '66 and like e-double, I'm mad Down Rodeo rage against the machine Rodeo wit a shotgun Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home Locked wit out