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Calm Like A Bomb rage against the machine Calm Like a Bomb Feel the funk blast (whispered) Feel the funk blast (whispered) Well feel the funk blast Well feel the funk blast Well feel the funk blast Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Check it Out Yo I'm Housin' Rage Against The Machine Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace Roll Right rage against the machine Roll Right Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cock back tha sling to stone a settler And breaks him off Wake Up (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine Although ya try to discredit Ya still never edit The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like E-Double I'm mad Still knee-deep in the system's 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 Born As Ghosts rage against the machine Born As Ghosts The hills find peace Locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams Of the children born as ghosts Gates, guns and alarms Shape the calm of the dawn Peering down into the basin Clear the Lane rage against the machine Let me be front This is real and not a stunt I'm comin' to the forefront Shovel for the rapper and clear the lane 'Cos this jam is like a tomahawk chop Teach ya I'll never stop droppin' topics Vocal Ashes in the Fall rage against the machine Ashes in the Fall A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle Ashes In Fall rage against the machine Ashes in the Fall A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle Microphone Fiend rage against the machine Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Shot grabbed Fistful of steel rage against the machine Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the Fistful Of Steel (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violence Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the Renegades Of Funk rage against the machine the same, but there were always renegades Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine Dr. WAKE UP Rage Agains.. Come on uggh come on 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 ཾ And like E~Double I'm mad Born Of A Broken Man rage against the machine Born of a Broken Man My fears hunt me down Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture Freedom (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine A pump A pump Wuh! Come on! Uggh! Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Rage ABK [Break: x2] I don't know, I don't know What this world is coming to All this rage, all this rage All this rage, all this rage [Anybody Killa:] Let me set the world straight Fuck the hate, man you actin Freedom rage against the machine Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Come on! Year of Tha Boomerang rage against the machine Tha sistas are in so check the front line Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block I'm swimmin Year Of The Boomerang Rage Against The Machine Tha sistas are in so check the front line Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum's a cell block I'm swimmin' Freedom ( Live ) Rage Against The Machine Solo I'm a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think <Interlude> It's set up like a deck of Caught Florence + The Machine too But it never slips away It just gains its strength and digs its hooks To drag me through the day And I'm caught I forget all that I've been taught I can't keep calm, I can't keep still Pulled apart 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 Bullet In The Head (Remastered) Rage Against The Machine 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 They said it was blue When ya blood was red 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 Down Rodeo rage against the machine skin man Since their grandparents bought one So now I'm rollin' down 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 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