Rage Against the Machine - Evil Empire Lyrics

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Since 1516 winds attacked and overseen, now
Crawl amidst the ruins of this
Empty dream
They're borders and boots on top of us, pullin'
Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
So how you gonna get what you need ta get ?  tha
Gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like
Tet
When the fifth sun sets get back reclaim, tha
Spirit of cuahtemoc alive an untamed
Face tha funk now blastin' out ya
Speaker, on the one maya, mexica
That vulture game ta try and steal your name but
Now you found a gun
This is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again
This is for tha people of tha sun
Neva forget that tha wip  snapped ya back, ya
Spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro
Man
Our past blastin' on through tha verses
Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' broadway like
Hearses
Troops strippin' zoots, shorts of red mist,
Sailors blood on tha deck
Come sista resist
Tha new era of terror check this photo lens,
Tha city of angels does tha ethnic cleanse
Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya
Speaker, on tha one maya, mexica
That vulture game ta try an steal ya name but now
You found a gun... you're history
This is for the people of the sun
It's coming back around again
This is for tha people of tha sun




Bulls on parade Lyrics


This microphone explode, shattering
The molds
Ya eighter drop tha hits like de la o or get tha
Fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha
Bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this
A co-opt
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of
Tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets
Bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
They rally round tha family
With pockets full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed tha war canibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a
Library
Line up to tha mind cemetery
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an
Movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells
Rally round tha family
With pockets full of shells
Bulls on parade




Vietnow Lyrics


(Ch) turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only God
On tha radio, na fuck it, turn it off
Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only God
On tha radio, nah fuck it
Your savior's my guillotine, crosses
And kerosine
Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang,
Let 'em hang
While the paranoid try to stuff tha void
Let's capture this am mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha lord
Tha power pendulum swings by thaUmbilical cord
Shcok around tha clock, from noon
'Til noon
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha
Womb
Terror tha product ya push
Well I'm a truth addict, Ioh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressen and blessed by tha lord
Tha same devil that ran around managua wit a
Sword
Check tha new style that ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down
Tha devil sound
Tha program of vietnow
Flex tha cerebellum fire
Somebody gotta shell 'em
Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am
Playlist, paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman, tha one
Wit out a room
The transmissions wippin' our backs
Comin' down like bats from stacy coon
Terror, tha product you push
Well I am a truth addict, oh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheeps tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha troat, new cage and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound ta
Shutdown tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Is all tha world jails and churches?



Revolver Lyrics


His spit is worth more than her work
Pass tha purse to the pugilists
He's a prizefighter
He bought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swingin'
And now he's the champion
Hey revolver, don't mothers make
Good fathers?
Revolver
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes she's certain thre's more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
Hey revolver, don't mothers make
Good fathers?
Revolver




Snakecharmer Lyrics


Satelites are mirrors and a man without a home
A horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer
Silent in error and vocal in spotlights
Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet
Indulgent fluid
Oh greed oh yes
Your friendship as a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You, yes you
A father's expectations, soul soaked in spit and
Urine
And you gotta make it where
To a sanctuary that's only a fragile american
Hell
An empty dream
A selfish, horrific vision
Passed on like the deadliest of viruses
Crushinh you
So have no illusions boy
AVomit up all ideals and serve
Sleep and wake, and serve
Don't think just wake and serve
Your friendship is a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you




Tire me Lyrics


Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me
I can see you in front of me, front of me
Ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me
Why don't you get from in front of me
She's got everyone's eyes
In every home there's a sickening
Distress
Of rolm that film she's a precious, a precious
One
But we're all gonna ..... nah we're already
Dead !
We're already dead !
And those colorful words for tha loas frontiersman
Who passed away with the truth
Amidst tha eulogues of bliss
Who will know now what I know about you
Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess
..... A mess
Nah let's see it broken, bloody and undressed !
We're already dead !
I wanna be Jackie Onassis
I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses
I wanna be Jackie O
Oh, oh, oh please don't die
We're already dead


Down rodeo Lyrics


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 a wage ya standin' in tha drop
Zone
The clockers born startin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face
We hungry but them belly full
The structure is set ya neva change it with a
Ballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic
Rock
Shool yard ta precinct, suburb ta
Project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and
A factory floor
The remains left chained to the
Powder war
Can't waste a day when the night brings
A hearse
So make a move an plead the fifth 'cuse ya
Can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings
A hearse
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a
Shot gun these people ain't seen a
Brown skin man since their grandparents bought
One
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas
Get romantic
They gonna send us campin' like they did my man
Fred Hampton
Still we're lampin' still clockin' dirt for our
Sweat
A ballots dead so bullets what I get
A thousand years you had the tools
We should be taken 'em
Fuck tha g ride I want the machines that are
Makin' em
Our target straight wit a room full of armed
Pawn to
Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn
The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the
Tumor
One God, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance
For things we will never have



Without a face Lyrics


Got no card so I got no soul, life is prison no
Parole, no control
Tha jura got my number on a wire tap, 'cause I
Jack for similac, fuck a cadillac
Survive one motive no hope 'cause every sidewalk
I walk is like a tightrope
Yes I know my deadline sire, it's when my life
Expires
So I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire
Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my
Grave
It's my life for their life so call it
A free trade
"Por vida" and out name up on tha stall
I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha
White wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born
Without a face
I tried ta look back ta my past long lost
A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust
Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop,
Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake the toxic shock
Maize was all we needed to sustain, now her
Golden skin burns, insecticide rain
Ya down with DDT, yeah you know me, rapped from tha
Grapes, profit for tha bourgeois
War tape boomin' path is luminoso, I'm headed
North like my name was kid cisco
To survive one motiveno hope, it's hard ta
Breathe wit Wilson's hand around
My throat
Strangled and mangled another SS
Curtain call, when I tried ta cross
Tha white wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born
Without a face
You say fortify, reaction, you divide
You say fortify, reaction, reaction



Wind below Lyrics


Flip this capital eclipse
Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' they owe
Apocalypse
Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand
Masterless
Tha masked one cap one nafta commin' with tha
New disaster
And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de
Ayala kin
Are comin' back around again
Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns
Them devils mouths dry, Mexico burns
Here they come one by one killers of the new
Frontier
To occupy, we lost in fear
We are the wind below
We in wit the wind below
Flip this capital eclipse
Them bury life wit imp shifts, and
Poison lips
Yo thay talk it, while slicin' our viens so mark it
From tha fincas overseers, to them
Vultures playin' markets
She ain't got nothin' but weapon
And shawl
She is chol, tzotzil, tojolobal, tzeltal
The tools are her tools, ejidos and ovaries
She once suffocated, now through a barrel she
Breathes
She is the wind below
We in wit the wind below
She is the wind below
All the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta
Annex the truth
While the new trust gonna flex, and cast their
Image in you
G.E. is gonna flex and try and annex
The truth
NBC is gonna flex and cast their image
In you
Disney bought the fantasies and piles
Of eyes
And ABC's new thrill rides of trails
And lies
And while the gut eaters strain to pull the
Mud from their mouths
They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in
The south



Roll right Lyrics


Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like
Ellison
Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen
From the basement I'm dwellin' in
I cook back the sling
To stone a settler and breaks him off clean
Call me the upsetter
Here come the hands on the leashes
The cross, the capital, tha pale families, the
Fear and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch
The cell dors crash
And the master's drums echo
Roll right
Roll call
Now we're alright
We're all calm
This hits like fists
Bomb with the left and don't miss
With the sickest stilo I spark fear in the pigs
In the park
Head crack, I hijack the papars and the vapors
Caught fire up in you mind
Come back, rewind one time
Here come the hands on the leashes
The cross, the capital, the pale families, the
Fear and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch
The cell doors crash
And the master's drums echo
Roll right
Roll call
Now we're alright
We're all calm



Year of tha boomerang Lyrics


Tha sistas are in so check tha front line
It seems I spent the '80s in a Haiti state of
Mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell
Block
I'm swimming in half thruts and it makes me
Wanna spit
Instructor come separate the healthy form tha
Sick
Ya weigh me on a scale I'm smellin'
Burnt skin
It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from
Within
'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha
Right
Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into
Hells gates
So I grip tha connan like fanon an pass tha
Shells to my classmates
'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like mount tai
Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let
Tha guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no prosperity but yo I'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
And now it's upon you




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