Rage Against The Machine - Mic Check (текст песни)
to tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l
never give up just live up
fed upon america
we be spittin′ it up
rippin′ it up
for an even amount in each cup
to my brothers burning bare feet on black top
whose curled ′neath tha shadows
form tha gaze of the cops
whose huntin′ for 9 to 5′s through factory locks
is now hunted on this modern day auction block
flexin′ and mashin′
with complex text
fast and in a fashion
that snap back necks
quicker than a fed cash tha company checks
come with tha fire only marley could catch
this be tha flame in tha cellar beware
nameless cold millions gaspin′ for air
those naked and wageless
now scream within cages
they make you pull your shit
just to get your share
with this mic device
i spit nonfiction
who got tha power
this be my question
tha mass of the few
in this torn nation?
tha priest tha book or tha congregation?
tha politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
tha pig who′s free to murder one
shucklak
or survivors who make a move and murder one back?
(c) rage against the machine
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Текст песни:
A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master′s hill
Are buried for drinking
The river′s water
While shackled to the line
At the empty wall
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Listen to the fascist sing
"take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is god′s land
Soon we′ll be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our
Forefather′s hand"
A mass of promise
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets
Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs
In applachia
It′s the priests that fuck you
As they whisper holy things
A mass of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering
And women into slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Ain′t it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Ain′t it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Like ashes in the fall
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
The hills find a 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
Where death lives on
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate
Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake
Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast
Their walls deny the terror faced by the children
Born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
One book and forty ghosts
Stuffed in a room
The school as a tomb
Where home is a wasteland
Take the razor wire
And thought is locked in the womb
The tales that tear at the myth of the dream
A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen
Born as ghosts
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
born of a broken man -- rage against the machine
My fears haunt 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
In the name of my in the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Like autumn leaves
His sense fell from him
An empty glass of himself
Shattered somewhere within
His thoughts like a hundred moths
Trapped in a lampshade
Somewhere within
Their wings banging and burning
On through endless nights
Forever awake he lies shaking and starving
Praying for someone to turn off the light
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
I be walkin′ god like a dog
My narrative fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like baldwin home in pairs
Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
It′s tha native son
Born of zapata′s guns
Stroll through the shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There′s a bank and a church and a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan and a child dead at birth
There′s a window pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded judge
And a syringe and a vein
And tha riot be ha rhyme of ha unheard
Calm like a bomb
This ain′t subliminal
Feel tha critical mass approach horizon
Ha pulse of tha condemned
Sound off america′s demise
Tha ant- myth rhythm rocker shocker
Yes i spit fire
Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires
Back through tha shanties and tha cities remains
Ha same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everyone
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
And tha picture′s tha same
There′s a field full of slaves
Some corn and some debit
There′s a ditch full of bodies
Tha check for tha rent
There′s a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone
Tha numb black screen
That be feelin′ like home
And the riot be tha rhyme of the unheard
Calm like a bomb
There′s a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
A country′s soul that reads post no bills
A strike and a like of cops outside the mill
There′s a right to obey
And there′s a right to kill
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
Transmission of a third world third rounf
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Ain′t no shelter if you′re looking for shade
I lick shots at a brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On the truth devoured
A sillent play in a shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera′s eye on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or fot the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
A spectale 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
Turn that shit up
Contact i highacked the frequencies
Blockin′ the beltway
Move on dc
Way past the days of bombin′ mc′s
Sound off mumia guan be free
Who gottern yo check the federal file
All you 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
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can′t stop us now
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
The sun ablaze as maria′s foot
Touches the surface of sand
On northern land
As human contraband
Some rico from jalisco
Passed her name to tha boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed
She clutches her cross
Here comes tha exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
She′s off fast to tha pasture
Like cattle she′ll cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon the memories of her home
Of yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans
Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing no on nobody no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history′s rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
She′s eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
To tear away at tha mask
And now she got a quota
Tha needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across tha new line of mason dixon
Rippin′ through denim
Tha point an inch from her vein
Tha foreman approach
His steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies
And eclipses her days
No minutes to rest
No moment to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Her soul chained to his will
"my job is a kill if you forget to take your pill"
Her arms jerks
Tha sisters gather her and scream
As if in a dream
Eyes on tha crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor
Of nothing no one nobody no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history′s a rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappears
Maria she′s eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
Hungry people don′t stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn
The spirit of jackson
Now screams through tha ruins
Through factory chains
And tha ghosts of tha union
Tha forgotten remains
Disappear to their new homes
Tha knife tha thrust
Tha life burns to tha raw bone
Tha blood on tha floor of tha tear is still dryin′
Cover tha spread sheets
Tha dow jones skyin′
Tha cell block live stock
Tha bodies they buyin′
Old south order
New northern horizon
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need bee
Livin′ been warfare
I press it to cd
A fire in tha master′s house is set
Check tha high tech terror
Of the new order athletes
Peering into tha eyes of tha child already on trial
These armies rippin′ families apart
Get ′em on file
Convictions fit tha stock profile
All tha while films of dogs
Ripping skin from bones
Yes tha new millennium homes
Privatizing through private eyes
An era rising
New northern horizon
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need bee
Livin′ been warfare
I press it to cd
A fire in tha master′s house is set
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire
Jesus blessed me with its future
And i protect it with fire
So raise your fists
And march around
Don′t dare take what you need
I′ll jail and bury those committed
And smother the rest in greed
Crawl with me into tomorrow
Or i′ll drag you to your grave
I′m deep inside your children
They′ll betray you in my name
Sleep now in the fire
The lie is my expense
The scope of desire
The party blessed me with its future
And i protect it with fire
I am the nina the pinta the santa maria
The noose and the rapist
And the fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
For it′s the end of history
It′s caged and frozen still
There is no other pill to take
So swallow the one
That made you ill
The nina the pinta the santa maria
The noose and the rapist
The fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid unite me
I′m empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
That cunning mantra of killing
I need you my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Yes the car is our wheelchair
My witness your coughing
Oily silence mocks the legless
Now traveling in coffins
But on the corner
The jury′s sleepless
We found your weakness
And it′s right outside our door
Now testify
With precision you feed me
My witness i′m hungry
Your temple it calms me
So i can carry on
My slaving sweating the skin right off my bones
On a bed of fire i′m choking on the smoke that fills my home
The wrecking ball rushing
My witness your blushing
The pipeline is gushing
While here we lie in tombs
While on the corner
The jury′s sleepless
We found your weakness
And it′s right outside your door
Now testify
Mass graves for the pump and the price is set
Who controls the past now controls the future
Who controls the present now controls the past
Who controls the past now controls the future
Who controls the present now?
Now testify
@ Rage Against The Machine
Текст песни:
Through steel walls
Your voice bastin′ on
True rebel my brother mumia
I reflect upon
You be tha spark
That set all tha prairie fires on
Make tha masses a mastodon path
To trample tha fascist on
At fifteen exposed philly′s finest killing machine
With boots and mad gins
They tried to pacify you young
Cause and effect smell tha smoke and tha breeze
My panther my brother
We are at war until you′re free
You′ll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
You see tha powerful got nervous
Cause he refused to be their servant
′cause he spit truth
That shook heads
And burned like black churches
Prose and verses
A million poor in hearses
Watch tha decision of dred scott
As it reserves
So long as the rope
Is tight around mumia′s neck
Let there be no rich white life
We bound to respect
Cause and effect
Can′t ya smell tha smoke in the breeze
My panther my brother we are at war until you′re free
You′ll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
And orwell′s hell a terror era coming through
But this little brother′s watching you too
@ Rage Against The Machine
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