Rage Against the Machine - Guerilla Radio

Guerrilla Radio
Rage Against The Machine





Transmission third world war third 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
On truth devoured
A silent play on the shadow of power
A specacle monopolized
The camera’s eye on choice dusguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil
A spectace monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
The fistagons bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord

Lights out guerrilla radio (5x)
Turn that shit up (4x)

Contact I highjacked of bombin’ mc’s
Blockin’ the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin’ mc’s
Sound off Mumia guan be free
All your pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box it’s my radio dial

Lights out guerrilla radio (4x)
Turn that shit up (4x)

It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place then here
What better time then now

All hell can’t stop us now (6x)

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