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1. Bomtrack
Ugh! And yo its just another bombtrack
Ugh! And yo its just another bombtrack
Yea! It goes a one two three
And it's just another bombtrack
And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this
But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level
'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho's that
Think they run the game
But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete at a level that's obsolete
Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag
So recall our downfall
And the business that burned us all
See through the news and the views that twist reality
Enough, I call the bluff
For manifest destiny
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn
With the thoughts of a militant mind
Hardline, hardline, after hardline
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And them watch 'em burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
It goes a one two three
Another funky radical bombtrack
Started as a sketch in my notebook
And now dope hooks make punks take another look
My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear
That ya card will get pulled if you interfere
With the thoughts from a militant miltant mind
Hardline, hardline, after hardline
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Eeeeuuuuurrrggh!! Ugh!
And yo its just another bombtrack, Yea!
Ugh, Check it out...
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
(Jump, jump, jump...)
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Yes ya gonna burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn!!
2. Killing in the Name
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses
Ugh!
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya (11 times)
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Ya justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Some of those that work forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that bore crosses
Some of those that work forces are the same that bore crosses
Ugh!
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya (4 times)
And now you do what they told ya, and now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!
Yeah! Come on!
F*ck you, I won't do what you tell me (16 times building to scream/shout)
Motherf*cker!
Ugh!
3. Take the Power Back
(background)Crank the music up.
Bring that shit in! Ugh!
Yeah, the movement's in motion with massive militant poetry
Now check this out...ugh!
In the right light, study becomes insight
But the system that dissed us
Teaches us to read and right
So called facts are fraud
They want us to allege and pledge
And bow down to their God
Lost the culture, the culture lost
Spun our minds and through time
Ignorance has taken over
Yo, we gotta take the power back!
Bam! Here's the plan:
Motherfuck Uncle Sam
Step back, I know who I am
Raise up your ear, I drop the style and clear
It's the beats and the lyrics they fear
The rage is relentless
We need a movement with a quickness
You are the witness of change
And to counteract
We gotta take the power back
Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back
The present curriculum
I put my fist in 'em
Eurocentric, every last one of 'em
See right through the red white and blue disguise
With lecture I puncture the structure of lies
Installed in our minds and attempting to hold us back
We've got to take it back
Holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears
One sided stories for years and years and years
I'm inferior? Who's inferior?
Yea, ya need to check the interior
of the system who cares about only one culture
And that is why
We gotta take the power back
Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back
Hey yo check it, we're gonna have to break it, break it, break it down
Awww shit!
Ugh! And like this, ugh!
Come on! yeah!
Bring it back the other way! Ugh!
The teacher stands in front of the class
But the lesson plan he can't recall
The student's eyes don't perceive the lies
Bouning off every fucking wall
Composure is well kept
I guess he fears playing the fool
Complacent students sit and listen to that
Bullshit that he learned in school
Europe ain't my rope to swing on
Can't learn a thing from it,
Yet we hang from it
Gotta get it, gotta get it together then
Like the motherfuckin' weathermen
Expose and close the doors on those who try
To strangle and mangle the truth
'Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react
We gotta take the power back
Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back
No more lies (8 times, building volume up to a very mild shout)
Ugh! ... Yeah!
Take it back y'all,
Take it back, a-take it back, a-take it back y'all,
Come on!
Take it back y'all
Take it back, a-take it back, a-take it back y'all,
Come on!
Ugh! ... Yeah!
4. Settle for Nothing
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on, and passed on
A world of violent rage,
But it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes
Yes I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip
Tried to grip my family, but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a 9, a sign, a set, and now I gotta name
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
Death is on my side... suicide!
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on, and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes
Yes I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family, but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I gotta 9, a sign, a set, and now I gotta name
(yelled...)
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
Caught between my culture and the system... genocide!
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
If ignorance is bliss, then knock the smile off my face
Yeeaah!
(spoken rather quietly...)
If we don't take action now
We settle for nothing later
Settle for nothing now
And we'll settle for nothing later
If we don't take action now
We settle for nothing later
We'll settle for nothing now
And we'll settle for nothing later
(yelled...)
If we don't take action now
We'll settle for nothing later!
We'll settle for nothing now
And we'll settle for nothing later!
If we don't take action now
We settle for nothing later!
We'll settle for nothing now
And we'll settle for nothing later!
5. 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 tha blood was red
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 on the screen, you was mesmerised
Cellular phones, soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolor
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Check a, check a, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again Jack, and then rewind the tape
And then play it again, and again, and again,
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah!
Just victims of the in house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Ugh! Yeah! Check! ... What?!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head (15 times, said increasingly louder)
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeeaah!
Yeeaah!
Back to Track Listing6. Know Your Enemy
What?!
Yeah, we're comin' back here with another bombtrack
Think ya know what's all of that
Huh!
Hey yo so check this out, yeah...
Know your enemy!
Come on!
Born with insight and a raised fist
A witness to the slit wrist
As we move into '92
Still in a room without a view
Ya got to know
Ya got to know
That when I say go, go, go
Amp up and amplify, Defy!
I'm a brother with a furious mind
Action must be taken
We don't need the key
We'll break in
Something must be done
About vengeance, a badge, and a gun
'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against 'em
Fist in ya face, in the place
And I'll drop the style clearly,
Know your enemy! ... Know your enemy!
Yeah!
Hey yo, and get with this... ugh!
Word is born
Fight the war, fuck the norm!
Now I got no patience
So sick of complacence
With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E
Mind of a revolutionary
So clear the lane
The finger to the land of the chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy!
Now something must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against 'em
Now action must be taken
We don't need the key
We'll break in
(voice of Maynard James Keenan...)
I've got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
I've got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Sick of sick of sick of sick of ...you
Time has come to pay!...
(back to Zach's voice...)
Know your enemy!
Come on!
Yes, I know my enemies,
They're the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromise... conformity... assimilation... submission...
Ignorance... hypocrisy!... brutality... the elite,
All of which are American dreams!! (8 times)
7. Wake Up
Come on!! ... Ugh!!
Come on,
Although ya try to discredit
You'll 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 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 speak, movements cease, when their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads
Departments of police (What!), the judges (What!), the feds (the feds!)
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots...
And then came the shot!
Yeah!
Yeah, I'm back in this!
Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse
Woo I got to, What I got to do to wake ya up?
To shake you up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove, then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step, then bomb a left upon the fascist
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions, and murals with metaphors
Networks at work keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot!
Ugh!!
What was the price on his head?
(louder...)What was the price on his head?!
I think I heard a shot (5 times, building volume)
I think I heard..I think I heard a shot
(next part is spoken and doubled... doubled version is timed differently and has varying volume...)
Black nationalism... he may be a real contender for this position,
should he abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrines of non-violence
and embrace black nationalism...
Through counter intelligence it should be possible
to pinpoint potential troublemakers... and neutralize them...
Through counter intelligence it should be possible
to pinpoint potential... troublemakers...
And neutralize them,
And neutralize them!
And neutralize them!...
(yelled...)
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
How long? Not long!
'Cause what you reap, is what sow!!
Back to Track Listing8. Fistful of Steel
What!
Check it... ugh!
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 cuttin'
Some speak the sounds
But speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent
Though it fills the air with noises
Transmissions bring submission
As ya mold to the unreal
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel...
Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone,
With a fistful of steel!
With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop, 'cause I know the power of the question)
Ugh!
It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
If ya will it, I will spill it
Then ya out just as quick as ya came
Not a silent one,
But a defiant one
Never a normal one,
'Cause I'm the bastard son
With the visions of the move
Vocals not to soothe,
But to ignite and put in flight
My sense of militance
Groovin', playin' that game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give you a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam, and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel...
Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone,
With a fistful of steel!
Wit' a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
Wit' a fistful of steel
Wit' a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop, 'cause I know the power of the question)
Ugh!
Aw shit...
And I won't stop, 'cause I know the power of the question!
But if the vibe was suicide, then you would push the button,
But if you're bowin' down, then let me do the cuttin'!
Yeah!... Come on!
A 44 full of bullets,
Face full of pale,
Eyes full of empty,
Stare full of nails,
The roulette ball,
Rolls alone on the wheel...
Mind full of fire,
Fistful of steel
And if the vibe was suicide, then you would push the button,
But if you're bowin' down, then let me do the cuttin'!!
Yeeeeaaaaah!!
With a fistful of steel!!
Ugh! ... Come on! ... Ugh!
With a fistful of steel!!
Ugh!
Back to Track Listing9. Township Rebellion
Rebel, rebel, and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in hell
Locked in a cell
Yes, the structure's a cell
Mad is the story I tell
How long can we wait?
Come on! seein' what's at stake
Action for reaction,
If your mind's in a somewhat complacent state
Get a check up,
This is a stick up,
Our freedom or your life
Lord, I wish I could be peacful
But there can be no sequel
Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion
Yeah, what about that sucker? Ugh!
Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines
That fill your mind
Thoughts, battles fought,
And lessons taught
Yes, I'll display the fitness
Then flip like a gymnast,
Raise my fist and resist
Asleep though we stand in the midst,
Of a war,
Gotta get mine
Gotta get more,
Keepin' the mic warm against the norm
'Cause what does it offer me?
I think often it's nothin' but a coffin
Gotta get wreck
'Till our necks never swing on a rope
From here to the cape of no hope
Now freedom must be fundamental,
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion
Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm (4 times)
Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm (4 times)
What's it gonna take?
Eeuuurrraa!!
(next part starts quiet and gets louder...)
Shackled the minds when they're bent on the cross,
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackled our minds when they're left on the cross,
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackled our minds when we're bent on the cross,
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackled our minds when we're left on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost! Lost! Lost!
(yelled...)
Shackle your mind and you're left on the cross!
When ignorance reigns, life is lost!
Ya shackled the minds when they're bent on the cross!
When ignorance reigns, life is lost... lost!!
Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm (4 times)
Back to Track Listing10. Freedom
Ugh!
Pump, pump... Wah!
Come on! Ugh!
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!
The militant poet in once again... check it...
It's set up like a deck of cards,
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'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't turn away
Get in front of it!
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on,
Doesn't that make it three in a row?
(Spoken quietly)
Anger is a gift!
Come on! Ugh!
Drop that!
Ugh!
Come on!
Yeah! Ugh!
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on!
'Cause they'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
(Spoken quietly)
Anger is a gift!
Yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhh!
Ugh!
Awwww, bring that shit in!!
Ugh! Hey!
Freedom, yeah...
Freedom, yeah right...
Freedom, yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom! Yeeaah!
Freedom! Yeeaah right!
Freedom! Yeeaah!
Freedom! Yeeeeaaaahhh! Right!!!
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